Scott Raines

The entirety of life—all its purpose, beauties, majesty, tragedies, failures, weepings, stories, sciences, arts, music, loving, growth, religions, philosophies, cultures, living—can be condensed into one word: Family.

I appreciate those who see us as successful and well-adjusted despite our cooky beliefs, but honestly, our doctrine is the most rational! Some of it is not what you’re used to, but it all points to this: happiness in everlasting bonds of deepest love with others and God.

“There is one kind of religion in which the more devoted a man is, the fewer proselytes he makes: the worship of himself.” — George MacDonald

“Im still learning” by Goya

“Love makes everything lovely: hate concentrates itself on the one thing hated.” — George MacDonald

The more you become one with Christ, the more His presence is felt on the earth, for His presence then radiates through you; your being in the world becomes His, and all things in and around and by and through you become holy because He dwells in your heart and hands and lips.

This is a partial definition of meekness.

Law of the harvest: sow your attention, reap your attention.

“It is not by driving away our brother that we can be alone with God.” — George MacDonald

“The child-soul goes home at night, and returns in the morning to the labors of the school.” — George MacDonald

“A man may sink by such slow degrees that, long after he is a devil, he may go on being a good churchman or a good dissenter and thinking himself a good Christian.” — George MacDonald

I find a peculiar delight in that initial phase of acquaintance with a poem, when its meaning is not yet fully discerned but only delicately suggested, when understanding hovers just beyond reach, beckoning you to deeper reflection.

the ancients had a thought and called it a god, the moderns met a god and called it a thought

The great misunderstanding of science is this: that in order for something to be known or knowable, it must be expressible.

The science of disproving the existence of God only makes god out of Man. And, in the long run, the story that tells you God doesn’t exist is the story which tells you that neither do you.

We do see this wavelength, we just call it feeling.

You don’t get a good writing day without a bad one, maybe many. But a good day is worth 1,000 bad ones.

There’s so much to be heard when nothing is said.

“A man may loathe a thing in the abstract for years, and find at last that all the time he has been, in his own person, guilty of it.” — George MacDonald

some smaller accounts who say/share interesting stuff that you should follow instead: @mostly_rts, @edwardrooster, @scotthraines, @Kulambq, @whodamoose, @jacqueboatman, @HenryEOliver