Best 35 quotes of Janette Oke on MyQuotes

A good friend remembers what we were and sees what we can be.

A quiet morning with a loving God puts the events of the upcoming day into proper perspective.

Buried under the biggest burden is a good place to find an even bigger blessing.

Experience teaches us when to wait and when to move forward.

Getting things accomplished isn't nearly as important as taking time for love.

God knows best. We can trust Him with our lives as well as our eternal souls. He does not take something from us without filling that spot with something just as good--- and because it's from Him, even much better

Having someone who understands is a great blessing for ourselves. Being someone who understands is a great blessing to others.

Impatience can cause wise people to do foolish things.

No one ever outgrows the need for a mother's love.

People who live in fear tend to do a powerful lot of nothing.

She thanked God that life was not always winter, that spring always came at last to chase away the cold and heaviness, and to release one to warmth and movement again.

Showing kindness to others is one of the nicest things we can do for ourselves.

Sometimes love isn't fireworks. Sometimes, love just comes softly.

Sometimes, the darkest part of the morning is just before dawn

The truth of God's love is not that He allows bad things to happen, it's his promise that he will be there with us when they do.

Those who choose to be servants know the most about being free.

True love is born of experience, not fairy dust.

We may surprised at whom God sends to answer our prayers.

When you read you can have every adventure. In the pages of a book you can be anyone you ever dreamed of being... They can never tell you you're too young to slay the dragon -- because it all happens right here, where it's safe.

But I refused to mope about for the evening. My little ritual with teacup, familiar chair, and a favorite Dickens story went a long way toward improving my outlook.

Don't be fooled. Charlie remembers things exactly the way he wants to remember them. I suppose we all do...And then we spend the rest of our lives basing the way we think about our families on what we THOUGHT happened--instead of what really did.

He must be suffering, too. She had noted the weary sag of his shoulders, the quivering lips, the tear- filled eyes. Somehow she had never thought of him as hurting- of being capable of understanding how she felt.

How did it all come about—this miracle of love? She didn’t know. It had come upon her unawares... softly.

I cried then, the great sobs wracking my whole body. I remembered the last time that I had wept, and how the little boy in my embrace had reached up awkwardly , and yet tenderly to brush away my tears " you did good, Teacher," he had whispered. And now the small boy had passed beyond- so young to journey on alone. But then I remembered that he hadn't traveled alone- not one step of the way, for as soon as the loving hands had released him there, another Hand had reached out to gently take him. I tried to visualize him entering the new Land , the excitement and eagerness shining forth on his face, the cheers rising from the shrill little voice. There would be no pain twisting his face now, no need to hold his head and rock back and forth. Joy and happiness would surround him. I could almost hear his words as he looked at the glories of heaven and gave the Father his jubilant ovation-" You did good, God; You did real good!

My name be Clark Davis", he hurried on,"an it peers to me thet you an' me be in need of one another".

She sat silent, looking straight ahead. What did he care about the hot sun on her head? What did she care? Nothing worse could possibly happen to her.

Sometimes the way God chooses to lead us is through our own disquieted Spirit. pg. 241

The cake had been done by a lady friend of Mary's. It was simpler than it would have been had she been given more time; but I was finding more and more beauty in simplicity.

Then she spent her evenings curled up in her small boardinghouse room, poring over the pages. It was her only escape to a bigger, more interesting world. There are no prison walls if one has books, she had read someplace. But even so, her days and nights often were lonely.

There now,” she said with some satisfaction and, taking careful aim, she shut her eyes and chopped hard. It worked—but Marty was totally unprepared for the next event. A wildly flopping chicken—with no head—covered her unmercifully with spattered blood. “Stop thet! Stop thet!” she screamed. “Yer s’pose to be dead, ya—ya dumb headless thing.

There seemed to be so many things that I needed, but I held myself in check and purchased only essentials - with the exception of one extravagance. I had determined that I would drink my tea like a lady, even in a log house; so I purchased a teapot and two cups and saucers of fine china. I felt somehow Mama's mind would be much more at ease about me if she knew that I was having my tea in the proper fashion. After all, civilization could not be too far away from Pine Springs if I had such amenities!

The sunset was a splendid display. I wondered if it was showing off for my benefit or if it was often that spectacular. Rarely had I seen such a gorgeous scene; the riotous colors flamed out over the sky in shades that I had no words to describe. Birds sang their last songs of the day before tucking in for the night, and still the darkness hung back. Now, I thought, I understand the word "twilight." It was created for just this time - in this land.

Treasure the moments, her heart whispered. If you don't learn to treasure the moments, you'll never be able to treasure the memories.

Without that forgiveness, that peace, no heart is ever happy. There is always an inner struggle. Pain. Only when God has been invited in-to manage one's life, to direct one's thinking, to be in control-can one ever get away from all the conflicts inside. We have to stop struggling against His will before we can find real joy.

You might not need a man--but I need you. That's why women marry, Elizabeth-- to give their inner strength to some weak man.