Kindness has converted more sinners than either zeal, eloquence, or learning; and these three last have never converted any.
Frederick William FaberRead
We can exaggerate about many things; but we can never exaggerate our obligation to Jesus, or the compassionate abundance of the love of Jesus to us. All our lives long we might talk of Jesus, and yet we should never come to an end of the sweet things that might be said of Him.
Interpretation
Our devotion to Jesus and His love for us is profound and limitless.
In this quote, Faber emphasizes that while we may exaggerate various aspects of life, the love of Jesus and our obligation to Him cannot be overstated. He suggests that throughout our lives, we can endlessly express our admiration and gratitude for Jesus' compassion and love, highlighting the depth and richness of this relationship.
In practice
This quote would be perfect for a church sermon emphasizing the love of Jesus.
Kindness has converted more sinners than either zeal, eloquence, or learning; and these three last have never converted any.
Remember that if the opportunities for great deeds should never come, the opportunities for good deeds are renewed day by day. The thing for us to long for is the goodness, not the glory.
Happiness is a great power of holiness. Thus, kind words, by their power of producing happiness, have also a power of producing holiness, and so of winning men to God.
Kindness has converted more sinners than zeal, eloquence, or learning.
The buried talent is the sunken rock on which most lives strike and founder.
Kind thoughts are rarer than either kind words or deeds. They imply a great deal of thinking about others. This in itself is rare. But they also imply a great deal of thinking about others without the thoughts being criticisms. This is rarer still.
Love is at the Center of our being, and the calm, continuous pulsations of life are governed by Love.
Snape was looking as though the first person to ask him for a Love Potion would be force-fed poison.
Dull sublunary lovers' love (Whose soul is sense) cannot admit Absence, because it doth remove Those things which elemented it.
There is no love; there are only proofs of love. Whatever love I might feel in my heart, others will see only my action.
Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.
But anything worth doing is worth doing badly. Like being there by that summer ocean on the other side of the island while love was fading out of her, the stars burning so extravagantly those nights that anyone could tell you they would never last.
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