Henry Ward Beecher Quotes

All God's angels come to us disguised.

'Tis only when they spring to Heaven that angels reveal themselves to you.

Make yourself familiar with the angels and behold them frequently in spirit; for without being seen, they are present with you.

I accept the fact that angels are great heavenly beings, and I think some people give me the feeling that I'm with an angel.

The angels stand between us and God, but they are translucent, even transparent, and they beckon us to penetrate their luminosity.

Angels are God's messengers whose chief business is to carry out his orders in the world. He has given them an ambassadorial charge. He has designated and empowered them as holy deputies to perform works of righteousness. In this way they assist him as their creator while he sovereignly controls the universe. So he has given them the capacity to bring holy enterprises to a successful conclusion.

Then fell upon the house a sudden gloom, a shadow on those features fair and thin. And softly, from the hushed and darkened room, two angels issued, where but one went in.

Outside the open window The morning air is all awash with angels.

One function of the angels is illumination, and the other function is that of being a guardian.

For God will deign to visit oft the dwellings of just men -- delighted, and with frequent intercourse -- thither will send his winged messengers on errants of supernal grace.

We have souls. And guardian angels. We are never alone. I feel so comforted knowing this.

I live no more, but Christ liveth in me!

I am under the direction of messengers from Heaven daily and nightly.

Open your heart, your gaze, to the visitations of angels, even if the gifts they bring may not be centeredness and balance but eccentricity and a wholly unfamiliar sense of pleasure called joy.

Happy those early days when I Shined in my Angel-infancy. Before I understood this place Appointed for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy aught But a white, celestial thought; When yet I had not walked above A mile or two from my first love, And looking back (at that short space) Could see a glimpse of His bright face. When on some gilded cloud or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity.

At the round earth's imagined corners, blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls **** All whom war, dearth, age, agues, tyrannies, Despair, law, chance, hath slain.

dogs and angels are not very far apart

For with G. D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the Lord.

I kind of limp along like so many of us do in these realms. Occasionally I've felt the grace of another presence in my life. But I can't develop any kind of spiritual structure on that.

Let the risen Jesus enter your life, welcome him as a friend, with trust: he is life! If up till now you have kept him at a distance, step forward. He will receive you with open arms. If you have been indifferent, take a risk: you won’t be disappointed. If following him seems difficult, don’t be afraid, trust him, be confident that he is close to you, he is with you and he will give you the peace you are looking for and the strength to live as he would have you do.

In this silence of the white Host, carried in the Monstrance, are all His words; there is His whole life given in offering to the Father for each of us; there is also the glory of the glorified body, which started with the Resurrection, and still continues in Heavenly union.

Wether you call on him or don't call on him, God will be present with you.

If you woo the company of the angels in your waking hours, they will be sure to come to you in your sleep.