5 Quotes & Sayings By Jb Phillips

J.B. Phillips is the author of over twenty-five books, including fiction, nonfiction, and essays. His stories have appeared in magazines and he has written articles for publications including the San Francisco Chronicle and Los Angeles Times. He is an advocate of Christian humanism and his articles on philosophy, science, and spirituality regularly appear in newspapers across the country Read more

He has also served as a columnist for Beliefnet.com. His essay “The Black Man’s Burden” was selected for inclusion in The Best American Essays 2008. He lives near Big Sur, California with his wife, two sons, two daughters-in-law, one son-in-law, three grandchildren, and one yellow Labrador retriever named Cecelia.

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If words are to enter men's hearts and bear fruit, they must be the right words shaped cunningly to pass men's defenses and explode silently and effectually within their minds. J.B. Phillips
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If words are to enter men's minds and bear fruit, they must be the right words shaped cunningly to pass men's defenses and explode silently and effectually within their minds. J.B. Phillips
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It is refreshing, and salutary, to study the poise and quietness of Christ. His task and responsibility might well have driven a man out of his mind. But He was never in a hurry, never impressed by numbers, never a slave of the clock. J.B. Phillips
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As far as we are concerned we do not wish to stand in anyone’s way, nor do we wish to bring discredit on the ministry God has given us. Indeed we want to prove ourselves genuine ministers of God whatever we have to go through–patient endurance of troubles or even disasters, being flogged or imprisoned; being mobbed, having to work like slaves, having to go without food or sleep. All this we want to meet with sincerity, with insight and patience; by sheer kindness and the Holy Spirit; with genuine love, speaking the plain truth, and living by the power of God. Our sole defence, our only weapon, is a life of integrity, whether we meet honour or dishonour, praise or blame. Called “impostors” we must be true, called “nobodies” we must be in the public eye. Never far from death, yet here we are alive, always “going through it” yet never “going under”. We know sorrow, yet our joy is inextinguishable. We have “nothing to bless ourselves with” yet we bless many others with true riches. We are penniless, and yet in reality we have everything worth having. J.B. Phillips