Ronald Knox Quotes

Do I know there is a God? Some days I don't.

Revealed religion had no weight with me.

The courage to be is rooted in the God who appears when God has disappeared in the anxiety of doubt.

I sang the hymns, and I read the Bible stories, but I was always perplexed, like, 'Really? Jesus wants you for a sunbeam? For a what?'

Even when I was saying I was Agnostic and trying to figure out my thoughts, I felt God was allowing me to do that.

Believing in God is a very intense inner struggle of mine. It's something I worry about a lot, but which I don't have the answer to.

Sometimes you want to whisper in God's ear, 'God, we know you are in charge, but why don't you make it slightly more obvious?'

Certainly, I find that 'Mere Christianity' speaks to me. So why am I still an agnostic? Beats me.

Sometimes I feel like those born-again folk, always working on their faith, but I'm always working on my atheism. We all have our struggles.

There's a moment for everybody when you look at that picture of Jesus in the church and think, 'This doesn't totally make sense.' If God made everything, then who made God? We have no idea.

I began asking, 'How can we know Christianity is true?' Sadly, none of the adults in my life offered an answer. Eventually I decided Christianity must not have any answers, and I became an agnostic.

I believe in God, but I'm not too clear on the other details.

The way of God's grace becomes indispensable when we realize that the way of God's law is inflexible.

I've always believed in God. I'm just not so sure he believes in me.

No one knows the nature of God, or even if God exists. In a sense, all of our religions are literary works of the imagination.

And so, through all the thick mists of the dim doubts in my mind, divine intuitions now and then shoot, enkindling my fog with a heavenly ray. And for this I thank God; for all have doubts; many deny; but doubts or denials, few along with them, have intuitions. Doubts of all things earthly, and intuitions of some things heavenly; this combination makes neither believer nor infidel, but makes a man who regards them both with equal eye.

I choose to believe in God, but I have serious doubts.

As I work in the afternoon on committing to paper some of my morning's thoughts, I find myself just about to close on the knotty question of whether or not I believe in God. In fact I am about to type, 'I do not believe in God', when the sky goes black as ink, there is a thunderclap and a huge crash of thunder and a downpour of epic proportions. I never do complete the sentence.

When I approached God at that time, I hardly had a living faith in Him. The agnostic was in me, the atheist was in me, the sceptic was in me and I was not absolutely sure that there was a God at all. I did not feel His presence. Yet something drew me to the truth of the Vedas, the truth of the Gita, the truth of the Hindu religion.

Dear God, I don't want to have invented my faith to satisfy my weakness. I don't want to have created God to my own image as they're so fond of saying. Please give me the necessary grace, oh Lord, and please don't let it be as hard to get as Kafka made it.

I have to believe much in God because I have lost my faith in man.

Let's pursue a walk with God so close that the spotlights of this world-be they for us or against us-are eclipsed by His enormous shadow cast on our path.

It is the conduct of God, who disposes all things kindly, to put religion into the mind by reason, and into the heart by grace.

Unless God is participating in this holy activity, we must reject his love.

Now if the religious skeptic is right, we can know nothing about God. And if we can know nothing about God, how can we know God so well that we can know that he cannot be known? How can we know that God cannot and did not reveal himself—and perhaps even through human reason?