Craig D. Lounsbrough Quotes
To abandon the child ‘within’ means that the adult ‘without’ will be an adult in name only. And frankly, I can only name a handful of things that are that tragic.
If you haven’t figured it out yet, an absolutely certain way to lose something as quickly as possible is to forget the privilege you have to possess it in the first place.
Loss is the uninvited door that extends us an unexpected invitation to unimaginable possibilities.
Maybe the thing that we’re losing is the very thing that has caused us to lose everything else in the first place.
We would prefer all gain and no loss in life, yet that would gain us nothing more than great loss.
A hole is a space where everything has been moved out so that opportunity has space to move in.
Too often my solution is to let something die because I can’t keep it alive, when God’s solution is to let something live because His Son already died for it.
We can’t even remotely fathom that whatever is ending for us is always more than an ending.
We myopically stare at the gaping hole left in our lives and see nothing but the hole, not realizing a hole is defined by everything around it that is not a hole.
In the oddity or maybe the miracle of life, the roots of something new frequently lie in the decaying husks of something old.
We may find great relief and inexplicable solace in purposefully looking beyond grief in order to determine the provision made within it.
At the end, a journey based on my imagination will leave me imagining that I should have engaged the very thing I used my imagination to avoid.
Christmas is God deciding to become what He never had been, so that we can become what we never could be. And so, God does the most improbable thing imaginable. He orchestrates His own birth.
Our imagination is God’s ingenious gift that hands us the privilege of romping and playing in realities that we can’t see only because we’ve yet to create them.
I often wonder if my imagination is one of God’s choicest gifts bestowed upon me to deliberately break me free from the frequent doldrums of my humanity.
Dream extravagantly, for God has imbued us with ample imagination to dream out to and across the very periphery of the impossible.
Without an imagination we would be irreparably shackled to what is, and never be released to what could be.
I would suggest that our imagination is a tiny shard of God’s infinite genius that we have within us simply because we were created in God’s image.
The greatest imagination in all of existence is one that would be able to take ‘nothing’ and imagine ‘something’ from ‘nothing.’ And that is God.
I incessantly look for water in wells dug by men, and I have drunk enough sand to prove it.
Is safety the ‘dream’ that will kill all of my other ‘dreams?’ For the truth is, no ‘real’ dream is safe.
To dream only of what is ‘possible’ is to be fooled into believing that one is dreaming in the first place.
The Christmas story is penmanship of the most brilliant sort, where God crafted a beginning that would never be subject to an ending.
Christmas embodies everything that I need. However, everything that I need is often made up of a lot of stuff I don’t want.
I would like to say that I’m sacrificial. But am I sacrificial enough to acknowledge the fact that I’m not?
More often than not, rejecting rescue is in reality rejecting our need to be rescued. And it may very well be that is why so many reject Christmas.
This is the wonder of Christmas, that in the solitary form of an impoverished infant God has handed me everything that I could never create so that I can be everything that I could never be.
If I worship the fact that I don’t worship anything, amongst other things what I’m worshipping is denial.
At this moment God might not necessarily be a necessity, but know that His absence will of necessity eventually result in His necessity.
To keep my life free of evil I must of necessity keep my life full of God, for keeping my life full of anything else will give evil everything else.
God would have us cherish even the smallest of blessings, for in taking a blessing for granted we are well on our way to taking it to its grave.
Denial is a seductive ruse of our own making, force-fitting our agendas by forcing out truth all because we bent to fear rather than bowed to God.
It would be infinitely more prudent to be a single “David” standing with God, than a million “Goliath’s” standing without Him.
A true work of art is shaped by the hands of another, and if in shaping us that ‘other’ is anything other than God, the piece will never touch the remotest periphery of its potential.
Worlds of my own creation are erected with walls that are within but a few scant paces of each other. The world that God creates for me has no idea what walls are.
Jesus came to give us life so unimaginably beyond anything that we could ever hope to conceptualize that wonder cannot help but be our constant companion.
The key to understanding if something is truly precious is to ask if we can hold it, for things truly precious cannot be held.
I can amass countless fortunes and yet stand with empty hands. I can seek God and have fortunes that fill countless hands.
It is in building the best of our abilities that we ultimately destroy the worst of our liabilities.
To realize your potential you must look beyond the end of yourself, realizing that where you end is most likely where you actually begin.
The adult within me would be much wiser to learn from the child within me rather than focus on the demand that the child within me grow up.
Am I a storm-waster? For it is within the fury of the very storms within which I cower that I find resources for my growth that are entirely absent on calmer days.
To fully understand how utterly amazing we really are we must first understand all of the things about us that are not, and then we must make our habitation where they are not.