Craig D. Lounsbrough Quotes
Our actions in the present build the staircase to the future. The question is whether that staircase is going up or down.
We desperately want to believe in something. To simply live out our lives believing in nothing is to live as if this thing we call life is filled with nothing but nothing.
It would be wise to define ‘living’ as walking in the fullest expression of who I am, verses wallowing in the confines of who I’m not.
The art of living is to rise above lesser things so that we can truly enjoy great things. And the message of Christmas is the greatest of all things.
To ‘live’ is to realize that without the journey the destination is nothing more than a task rigorously completed rather than an experience riotously lived.
It’s not that I’ve ‘faked my own death’ as the saying goes. Maybe it’s that I’ve ‘faked my own life, ’ and in doing so I’ve yet to realize how dead I really am.
Doing life without God is not doing life.
To take this one shot at life and live it with God is to take this one shot and have it reverberate across and around my world as if it were a million shots and more.
In too many instances we have settled for a world of our own shaping that is shaping up to be in terrible shape.
To maximize our lives we think that we should get up and join in the race. Yet, we rarely consider that maybe it’s less about joining a race and more about actually creating one.
Could it be that we lost something because had we not lost it, we would have lost ourselves?
If life is nothing more than a journey to death, autumn makes sense but spring does not.
With God, a mountain is only a road waiting to happen.
In reality, is being sedentary a choice to run from our calling by not running after it?
The road ahead is not some predetermined path that I am forced to trod, but it is a rich byway that I can help create.
If we’ve somehow become convinced that the script we followed ‘yesterday’ can’t be edited, it will be incredibly difficult to tell the difference between ‘yesterday’ and ‘tomorrow’.
The road from ‘here’ to ‘there’ is a map yet to be written with the pen I hold in my hand.
Our experiences are the building blocks of the future hewn out of the granite of the present.
If I were to be brutally honest with myself, how often is my journey actually a path designed to circumvent my journey?
Whatever I ‘align’’ myself with are the very things that will create a ‘line’ into my future.
The present is too often squandered grieving the past or fearing the future, which makes the present nothing more than a cheap facsimile of what was or what will be instead of what it could be.
Eons ago, the creative genius of God foresaw that it would take the shattered pieces of my ‘yesterday’ to construct the sturdy portal to my ‘tomorrow.
To dress up today in the threadbare garments of yesterday is to create an impoverished tomorrow.
I can ruthlessly press my imagination out beyond its very edges, and even in such a remote place I have not begun to touch the barest periphery of God’s imagination.
Starting over is an acceptance of a past we can’t change, an unrelenting conviction that the future can be different, and the stubborn wisdom to use the past to make the future what the past was not.
We incessantly vacillate between what’s behind us and what’s before us depending on the current barometer of our courage and the ambivalent nature of our vision.
And so, it is always the case that the past is irreparably land-locked, and the future has yet to land. And here we are, living out our lives on the precariously thin line which separates the two.
Faith means I chose not to know, which is different than ignorance which refuses to know.
There is that gnawing feeling that we are far more than what we believe ourselves to be. Maybe it’s time to believe the gnawing.
Most of the things we deem as impossible are only impossible because we’ve given them permission to be impossible.
Maybe the real miracle in any miracle is our ability to believe that despite our own depravity, in the eyes of God we are worthy of a miracle.
Faith is the resplendent key that liberates me from the impregnable confines meticulously constructed from the raw material of my disbelief.
In the deepest darkness God tenderly grasps my hand and whispers that darkness is nothing more than a place that He is preparing for the arrival of light.
If I am indeed my own god, I’d better start praying to myself to get myself out of myself.
Prayer is knowing that what I ask for is always far bigger than what I could ever articulate, but it is never too big for God to understand nor is it ever too vast for Him to deliver.
My prayer is that God would continue to love me enough to refuse to answer the prayers I'm praying that I shouldn't be praying.
Starting over is an acceptance of a past we can't change, an unrelenting conviction that the future can be different, and a stubborn wisdom to use the past to make the future was the past was not.
The issue is becoming so absorbed in positioning ourselves ahead of everyone else that life becomes nothing more than an endless strategy.
We are about the hurried business of living life while missing it in the very process of living it.
A consequence may be the very thing that saves us because it was the only thing loud enough to get our attention.
Instead of the weight that sinks us, consequences are often the life preserver that saves us.
Sometimes consequences are building blocks fashioned of granite when successes are shaped of clay.
Too often the spotlight that highlights our successes burns out quickly, while the spotlight that scrutinizes our failures is a long-life bulb.
Forgiveness means that you will not allow a temporary event to have “forever” repercussions.
We can hide a lot of stuff until God shows up, for when God shows up nothing is hidden, which includes both our embarrassment and His forgiveness.
Forgiving others simply means that you refuse to be a prisoner of a past that you can't change, and shackled to decisions that you didn't make.
If I have attached anything to sacrifice other than loss, I have at some level assumed a pay-off. And if I’ve assumed a pay-off, I’m only assuming a sacrifice.