Tabitha Quotes

“I forgave you, Cray,” Tabitha murmured. “I forgave you years ago. Because Jesus forgave me.” “You-you forgave me?” he stammered. “But-but I-I, but what I . . .” Even now, he could not speak of the horrible truth resonating between them. “Yes, Cray. I forgave you. And I forgive you now, afresh. I want you to know that Jesus died so that we can be absolved of even the unspeakable things we have done. Jesus died for you, too, Cray. If you will confess your sins to him, he will forgive you.” They said no more. Tabitha nodded and, as she walked away, tears trickled and then streamed down her cheeks. Thank you, Lord, she rejoiced. Thank you for using Rose to show me how to forgive. I am free, Father. Truly free. You have made me free in every way.”
― Vikki Kestell, Tabitha

“She adjusted her skirts, hoping no other woman had been nearby to see how scandalously she’d shown ankle and calf while climbing up the steps and stepping over some of the taut wires to reach the seat.”
― Vikki Kestell, Tabitha

“a shiny metal sign nailed to the house, just to the side of the door. Her fingers traced the graven words, Lost Are Found. “What is this?” she asked Carpenter. “Mr. Wheatley’s work, at Joy’s request. A reminder to us all that God knows where Edmund is. A reminder to us all that we are to pray and not give up hope.” Tabitha stared at the sign with new understanding. Then she placed her hand on it and prayed aloud. “O Lord, we do not forget. We have asked you to bring Edmund home. Your eyes are upon the whole earth, and you see him, even right now. Father, we trust you to bring him back to us, for in you, the lost are found.” “Amen,” came Carpenter’s heartfelt response. When Tabitha opened her eyes, his palm was upon the sign, next to hers.”
― Vikki Kestell, Tabitha

“After each sentence he paused, just a bit. Each pause made me want to beg him, Please do not stop! And he did not. He shouted, “God give his Son fo’ the rich, and God give his Son fo’ the poor. “God give his Son fo’ the high, and God give his Son fo’ the low. “God give his Son fo’ the black man, and God give his Son fo’ the white. “God give his Son fo’ all men—we’s all equal in his sight! “Yea, an’ I say! “God give his Son fo’ the drunks. God give his Son fo’ the thieves. “God give his Son fo’ you, and God give his Son fo’ me.”
― Vikki Kestell, Tabitha

“What gift God has given you is necessary. Important. Vital. For Christ’s church to accomplish its mission, every part must work together. For Christ’s body to minister to the world, every piece must be present and functioning. “Do not think you may elect not to serve. No, you and your gift belong to Jesus—and he has said you belong to each other.” He stared around at his congregation. “Every piece. Every part. Every one of us. We are necessary. Important. Vital. We are Christ’s hands and feet upon the earth.”
― Vikki Kestell, Tabitha

“reflected”
― Vikki Kestell, Tabitha