Ann Voskamp Quotes

Long, I am woman who speaks but one language, the language of the fall--discontentment and self-condemnation, the critical eye and the never satisfied.

I am a mother-tired, but when my soul doth magnify, my time doth magnify.

I am blessed. I can bless.

Why do I lunge for control instead of joy?...do I thin Jesus grace too impotent to give me the full life...Whenever I am blind to joys well, isn't it because I don't believe in Gods care? P 130

Hurry always empties a soul.

Do I really smother my own joy because I believe that anger achieves more than love?

That is what a shadow is, and empty space, a hole in the light. Evil is this - a hole in the goodness of God.

When we lay the soil of our hard lives opened the rain of grace and let Joy permeate our cracked and dry places, let joy soak into our broken skin and deep crevices, life grows. How can this not be the best thing for the world? for us? The clouds open when we mouth thanks. p. 58