Kristy Cambron Quotes & Sayings

... the last year had seen women and children carrying [gas] masks about as they carried a handbag or a skipping rope. — Kristy Cambron

If you want to dance with him in the future, then live today. Pray for God to give you the strength to endure each day, for it will be called upon in this place. It will be called upon for all of us," she said louder, her voice obviously carrying to the ears of all the girls in the room. "Strength? That begins with sleep. — Kristy Cambron

God plants the talent and it grows, sustained by a spirit-given strength to endure, even in the midst of darkness. It thrives in the valleys of life and ignores the peaks. It blooms like a flower when cradled by the warmth of the sun. It remains in a hidden stairwell in a concentration camp. It grows, fed in secret, in the heart of every artist. — Kristy Cambron

We think we know what we want, don't we? We always believe we know better than God. We have our entire journey plotted out. We may have even packed our bags and purchased a ticket, but God always has His own plans. And His plans are infinite in wisdom." Sophie smiled on the last words and took a sip of tea. "He was here, you know. — Kristy Cambron

His words held depth, but not enough to make her forget the desire to do something more than just leave the hospital alive. All she could think of now was the pain of running away. She'd left her family, left Prague behind out of fear. And still war had chased her to an ARP shelter in the heart of London. How could she run again? Something mattered in standing up to fight. — Kristy Cambron

Her blue bicycle was waiting against the front stoop. It was the French kind, with wide wheels and a woven basket for trips to the flower shop and buying baguettes on Sunday mornings. — Kristy Cambron

Of the 15,000 children who are believed to have passed through the walls of Terezin, fewer than 100 ultimately survived the Holocaust. I pray, with so many of you, that we would never forget. For every one of those little sparrows who fell, God's hands were open. — Kristy Cambron

She wished their world were different, wished she could brush the lock away from his face whenever she pleased. But in what world could someone of her family's position offer their daughter's hand to a merchant's son, no matter how gifted he was musically? No matter how much she cared? Their relationship would have to stay secret. — Kristy Cambron

And she felt the beauty in the music now, drank it in with tears streaming down her face. Never had she been so naked in worship before her Creator, allowing the adoration to bleed out her very fingertips onto the strings, playing her heart's cry for every single lost soul, for the loss of innocence every generation to come would possess as a result of what happened at the killing fields of Auschwitz. — Kristy Cambron

Our mother used to say that a hero doesn't always have to slay a dragon to save the day." She swept a lock of hair behind her ear in an honest gesture, then pursed her lips and looked back at him, her gaze endearing. "Sometimes he just walks through the fire alongside you, and that's enough. — Kristy Cambron

all of time is set to a clock - God's clock. We're given so much of it from sunrise to sunset each day. — Kristy Cambron

Elliot had always thought that touch was the most intimate way a man and a woman could connect. A kiss. A hand across the base of the neck or a brush of fingertips against the small of the back. But if his thundering heart gave any indication, the moment of honesty Wren had shared in that single look made the air crackle with tension, of the kind he'd never known before. — Kristy Cambron

My life has to matter for something bigger than myself. — Kristy Cambron

This, child, is our worship. To live and survive and play to God from the depths of our souls. This is the call that binds us. When we worship in the good times, it brings God joy. But worship in the midst of agony?" Her tongue clicked against the roof of her mouth and she shook her head. It was an action befitting the wisdom of the words she'd chosen. "That is authentic adoration of our Creator. An orchestra will worship together, as one body. As one song. A family must do no less. — Kristy Cambron

Sparrows soar on high; they are light and agile. They fly through the clouds unafraid and travel where the skeleton could never go. That is strength on little wings. And they fly about inside the tower, waiting for the sun to go down so they can open the windows and escape out into the night sky." "And what do they do when they come out?" "They rain tiny blessings down on the Jews of Prague while we all are asleep. They shine light in the darkness. — Kristy Cambron

Secrets always come up for air. They're never content to stay buried for long. — Kristy Cambron

And as God is everywhere, she couldn't live but to carry Him in her heart, with the worship of daily life, using the gift of every second bestowed upon her to bring honor and glory to her Savior. — Kristy Cambron

You're thinking I'm a changed man. That God has changed me. And that regardless of the fact that my father has left so much damage in his wake, I shouldn't hate him for it. You're telling me to think to the future ... That I shouldn't hold bitterness against the father who left ... And you hope that i can finally forgive him, which is something I've never quite been able to do." "Goodness," Sera beamed back at him. "I thought all that? I'm much wiser than I give myself credit for. — Kristy Cambron

I meant peace. That's what it feels like. God's peace showering down on us. And it's not because we haven't seen storms. I think it's because he gave us the strength to weather them - no matter what. — Kristy Cambron

Because I believe that this too shall be used by God. Somehow, this story He is writing will live on. — Kristy Cambron

We can't do anything to make up for our transgressions. There must be grace to cover them - no matter what they are or how deep they run within us. Grace has to be stronger. — Kristy Cambron

If there was no darkness, there would be no opportunity for light to overcome it. — Kristy Cambron

There are no guarantees in war. We know this. Safety is a luxury no matter where we tread. — Kristy Cambron

Now I understand the depth of the sadness." William turned and looked at her. "In the painting? Adele's eyes look as though they go deeper than the back of the canvas. It's because of what she saw, because of all the people who walked by her and she was powerless to stop it. — Kristy Cambron

One day we will be free. And we become free by living despite what they do to us. We live by working, and we work for God. — Kristy Cambron

There are no chance encounters with God. — Kristy Cambron

Adele and Vladimir danced along the banks of the River Seine, the loveliness of spring a backdrop all around them. — Kristy Cambron

when I see a growing hatred for any race of human being, no matter the justification, I cannot stand by in silence. — Kristy Cambron

learn was the difference between having a dream and cultivating the courage to live it out day after day." Mable — Kristy Cambron