We live in a world which in some respects is mysterious; things can be experienced which remain inexplicable; not everything which happens can be anticipated. The unexpected and the incredible belong in this world. Only then is life whole. For me the world has from the beginning been infinite and ungraspable.
It troubles him to consider the powerful currents and fine-tuning that alter fate, the close and distant influences, the accidents of character and circumstance.
Prayer causes things to happen that wouldn't happen if you didn't pray.
The time for miracles has either passed or not come yet, besides, miracles, genuine miracles, whatever people say, are not such a good idea, if it means destroying the very order of things in order to improve them.
One might be led to suspect that there were all sorts of things going on in the universe which he or she did not thoroughly understand.
And once again I found myself wondering, as I drifted off to stunned and unbelieving sleep:How do these terrible things always happen to me?
Faith is believing in the impossible because we have a God who is master of impossible.
Life is the continuing intervention of the inexplicable.
accident ruled every corner of the universe except the chambers of the human heart.
I knew there was a story; once you find a dog with a fork through it, you know there's a story there.
