A mother's love is like an island, In life's ocean vast and wide, A peaceful, quiet shelter, From the restless, rising tide.

God grant me courage and hope for everyday, faith to guide me along my way, understanding and wisdom, too, and grace to accept what life gives me to do.

When you ask God for a gift, Be thankful if he sends, Not diamonds, pearls or riches, but the love of real true friends.

You cannot change reality, but you can control the manner in which you look at things. Your attitude is under your own control. Weed out the negative and focus on the positive!

No matter how steep the mountain - the Lord is going to climb it with you.

A mother's love is like a beacon, Burning bright with Faith and Prayer, And through the changing scenes of life, We can find a haven there.

The way to real growth is not to become more powerful or more famous, but to become more human and more tolerant.

Comfort comes from knowing that people have made the same journey. And solace comes from understanding how others have learned to sing again.

In everything both great and small, We see the Hand of God in all.

Never borrow sorrow from tomorrow.

Peace on earth will come to stay, When we live Christmas every day.

Never give a person a piece of your mind when all you really wanted to do was give them a piece of your heart.

If isolation is the furnace of transformation, I could be ashes by now.

Christians are supposed not merely to endure change nor even to profit by it but to cause it.

We must have Christ in our hearts, that He may shine forth from our lives.

Of course, I do not believe in having everyone who is a liberal called a communist, or everyone who is conservative called a fascist.

I never really had any God at all, just an imagined one, an inherited ghost.

I strongly believe as a mother, as does my husband, that there are certain contributing factors that lead to autism and some of it is very much the chemicals in our environment and in our food.

Pain is what I feed from when nothing else will nourish the noxious fury in my heart. It’s what I cling to when everything else—everyone else—slips right between my grasping fingers.

Religion as a human phenomenon is as riddled through with potential for both good and evil as any other phenomenon.

If I thought I could win one more soul to the Lord by walking on my head and playing the tambourine with my toes, I'd learn how!