R. C. Sproul Quotes

Easter may seem boring to children, and it is blessedly unencumbered by the silly fun that plagues Christmas. Yet it contains the one thing needful for every human life: the good news of Resurrection.

Godot is whatever it is in life that you are waiting for: 'I'm waiting to win the lottery. I'm waiting to fall in love'. For me, as a child, it was Christmas. At least that eventually came.

Every year we celebrate the holy season of Advent, O God. Every year we pray those beautiful prayers of longing and waiting, and sing those lovely songs of hope and promise.

A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for the spring.

For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.

Time always seems long to the child who is waiting - for Christmas, for next summer, for becoming a grownup: long also when he surrenders his whole soul to each moment of a happy day.

Christmastime is about hope with what God did for us and with the expression of His love through the gift He gave us at Christmastime, which was Jesus... the one who heals us, who saves us, who delivers us, who is there in our darkest moments.

I don't stretch my hand out anymore, but I never get tired of waiting for the next magic.

Those who do not hope cannot wait; but if we hope for that we see not, then do we with patience wait for it.

Waiting is the hardest work of hope.

We are still awaiting Easter; we are not yet standing in the full light but walking toward it full of trust.

Nothing is ever lost, Sarah. Nothing that can't be found.

Advent is patience it's how God has made us a people of promise, in a world of impatience.

Where charity stands watching and faith holds wide the door the dark night wakes - the glory breaks, Christmas comes once more.

To be sure, it was not Easter Sunday but Holy Saturday, but, the more I reflect on it, the more this seems to be fitting for the nature of our human life: we are still awaiting Easter; we are not yet standing in the full light but walking toward it full of trust.

Christ hath told us He will come, but not when, that we might never put off our clothes, or put out the candle.

Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged. Missing me one place, search another. I stop somewhere waiting for you.

The Lord's people have always been a waiting people.

Waiting is not always a bad thing; it can bring its own joy -the thrill of anticipation.

Lord Jesus, master of both the light and the darkness, send your Holy Spirit upon our preparations for Christmas. We whose hearts are heavy seek the joy of your presence. We are your people, walking in darkness, yet seeking the light. To you we say, 'Come Lord Jesus!'

The waiting is the hardest part, every day you get one more yard. You take it on faith, you take it to the heart, the waiting is hardest part.

I stare out the window and wait for spring.

You held out your hand, and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing. For the first time in almost a century, I felt hope.

I don't like hassles. But I love Christmas because it reminds us how "God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God" (Rom. 8:28 NLT).