Mary E. DeMuth Quotes

Worry is a weighty monster with poisoned tentacles. It clutches at us, grabs at our minds, steals our breath, our will. It lurks. It pounces. It colors how we perceive the world.

We cannot let the haters of this world define us. Or frighten us into no longer being ourselves.

God's heart…is not that we escape our lot, but that we learn to thrive in the midst of it.

Dare to be brave today, and trust that when you extend your wings, you will fly.

When the world careens out of control, we can rest in the fact that God spun this world with a simple word. Matter from emptiness. Beauty from void. Community from chaos.

The roadblocks to growth and joy come when we forget the bigness of God & instead make people bigger than He is.

We grow when the walls press in. We grow when life steals our control. We grow in the darkness.

Our task shouldn't be punishing the villains in our lives, but enlarging the God who heals us from all wounds.

Because the culture we breathe and work in rushes against rest. It equates our worth with production and wealth and fame. The more we work toward those goals, the more society assigns us worth.

A hopeful book that moms will relish, Blue Like Playdough is an honest, peel-back-the-covers look at the creative way God shapes us through childhood and parenthood. Tricia Goyer explores her own weaknesses along the journey, revealing her desire to serve the God who forms strength and joy and perseverance within her. A compelling, fresh read.

Pain can either thrust me into the arms of Jesus or make me turn my back on Him. Either way, it's a choice.

We may not understand the pathways God lays out before us. We may not even like walking the journey. But even in failure, we can trust that He’ll do more than we expect.

As I look back over my mountains of growth and compare them to the molehills where I stagnated, community often made the difference.

When we think of other people as our center and fulfillment, we live frustrated lives.

Jesus often calls us to risk. He asks us to be vulnerable, to be authentic, so others can see Him in and through us.

A broken person understands she needs rescue, and she depends on God to resurrect and deliver. And she also understands that even if God chooses not to deliver, His ways are higher and more amazing then what we can fathom.

I understand true life doesn't happen when I constantly gaze backwards, mulling over all the injustices others have done or I have done to others.

Growth comes from God, to those with surrendered, yielded hearts.