Top 7 Quotes by Gerald Lawson Sittser

The quickest way for anyone to reach the sun and the light of day is not to run west, chasing after the setting sun, but to head east, plunging into the darkness until one comes to the sunrise.

The quickest way for anyone to reach the sun and the light of day is not to run west, chasing after the setting sun, but to head east, plunging into the darkness until one comes to the sunrise.

Gerald Lawson Sittser

Running, Light, Darkness

Gerald Lawson Sittser, Jerry L. Sittser (1998). “A Grace Disguised: How the Soul Grows Through Loss”, p.33, Zondervan

I did not get over the loss of my loved ones; rather, I absorbed the loss into my life, like soil receives decaying matter, until it became a part of who I am.

Gerald Lawson Sittser

Loss, Who I Am, Matter

Gerald Lawson Sittser, Jerry L. Sittser (1998). “A Grace Disguised: How the Soul Grows Through Loss”, p.37, Zondervan

Loss provides an opportunity to take inventory of our lives, to reconsider priorities, and to determine new directions.

Gerald Lawson Sittser

Loss, Opportunity, Priorities

Gerald Lawson Sittser, Jerry L. Sittser (1998). “A Grace Disguised: How the Soul Grows Through Loss”, p.65, Zondervan

Loss is like a closed road that forces us to turn around and find another way to our destination. Who knows what we will discover and see along the way.

Gerald Lawson Sittser

Inspirational, Life, Loss

Gerald Lawson Sittser, Jerry L. Sittser (1998). “A Grace Disguised: How the Soul Grows Through Loss”, p.130, Zondervan

I see now that my faith was becoming an ally rather than an enemy because I could vent anger freely, even toward God, without fearing retribution.

Gerald Lawson Sittser

Enemy, Allies, Becoming

Gerald Lawson Sittser, Jerry L. Sittser (1998). “A Grace Disguised: How the Soul Grows Through Loss”, p.50, Zondervan

Worry is different from fear. If fear is like a raging fever, worry is a low-grade temperature. It nags at us, simmers in our souls, hovers in the back of our minds like a faint memory. We may fear certain realities, like death; we worry about vague possibilities. Worry distracts us more than paralyzes us. It is like a leaky faucet we never get around to fixing.

Gerald Lawson Sittser

Memories, Reality, Worry