A Quote by James Finley

The depths of the self are the heights of God. — © James Finley
The depths of the self are the heights of God.

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Maybe it's only those who've made such chaos of their lives who can understand the heights and depths of God's mercy.
You seek the heights of manhood when you seek the depths of God.
I will have nothing to do with a God who cares only occasionally. I need a God who is with us always, everywhere, in the deepest depths as well as the highest heights. It is when things go wrong, when good things do not happen, when our prayers seem to have been lost, that God is most present. We do not need the sheltering wings when things go smoothly. We are closest to God in the darkness, stumbling along blindly.
Perhaps after all the most breathtaking quality about San Francisco is these unexpected glimpses that you are always getting of beautiful hill-heights and beautiful valley-depths. ... City lights, like nests of diamonds, glitter and glisten in the depths of those valleys.
Here is where our real selfhood is rooted, in the divine spark or seed, in the image of God imprinted on the human soul. The True Self is not our creation, but God's. It is the self we are in our depths. It is our capacity for divinity and transcendence.
Healing proceeds from the depths to the heights.
Out of the lowest depths there is a path to the loftiest heights.
Donald Trump has taken the Peter Principle to unprecedented heights. Or is it depths?
The True Self is not our creation, but God's. It is the self we are in our depths. It is our capacity for divinity and transcendence.
I, God, am in your midst. Whoever knows me can never fall. Not in the heights, nor in the depths, nor in the breadths. For I am love, which the vast expanses of evil can never still.
I have a head for heights it's true, but no stomach for the depths. Strange then to have plumbed so many.
Too often we forget that the great men of faith reached the heights they did only by going through the depths.
I've been blessed in many ways, but none of the heights from football can ever compare to the depths you go through when you lose a child.
I look in the mirror, and what I see is someone who has never grown up - a crashing sentimentalist who alternates between great heights and black depths.
Human nature seems to me like the Alps. The depths are profound, black as night, and terrifying, but the heights are equally real, uplifted in the sunshine.
I'm afraid one thing - I don't like heights. Heights bug me out. I'm not cool with heights. I refuse to do a comedy show 12 stories up. I'm fearless about everything else.
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