Quotes about Nature

The Christian's life is not a modification or improvement of the old, but a transformation of nature.

By contemplation of God's matchless love, we take upon us His nature.

It is a law of nature that our thoughts and feelings are encouraged and strengthened as we give them utterance.

Time—that true happiness is found, not in the indulgence of pride and luxury, but in communion with God through his created works.

The world, though fallen, is not all sorrow and misery. In nature itself are messages of hope and comfort.

But they were told that their nature had become depraved by sin; they had lessened their strength to resist evil and had opened the way for Satan to gain more ready access to them. In their innocence they had yielded to temptation; and now, in a state of conscious guilt, they would have less power to maintain their integrity.

As they witnessed in drooping flower and falling leaf the first signs of decay, Adam and his companion mourned more deeply than men now mourn over their dead. The death of the frail, delicate flowers was indeed a cause of sorrow; but when the goodly trees cast off their leaves, the scene brought vividly to mind the stern fact that death is the portion of every living thing.

The book of nature and the written word shed light upon each other. Both make us better acquainted with God by teaching us of His character and of the laws through which He works.—Testimonies for the Church, vol. 8, pp. 327, 328.

The great storehouse of truth is the word of God— the written word, the book of nature, and the book of experience in God's dealing with human life. Here are the treasures from which Christ's workers are to draw. In the search after truth they are to depend upon God, not upon human intelligences, the great men whose wisdom is foolishness with God. Through His own appointed channels the Lord will impart a knowledge of Himself to every seeker.

Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now? Since passion may not fire thee Shall Nature cease to bow? Thy mind is ever moving In regions dark to thee; Recall its useless roving -- Come back and dwell with me.

I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide.

Busy? The word loses all meaning under the canopy of this sky.