I doubt; I am uncertain; I am restless, prone to wander. And yet glimmers of holy keep interrupting my gaze.

Sometimes, as in a great novel, you cannot see until you get to the end that God was leaving clues for you all along.

I am not a saint. I am, however, beginning to learn that I am a small character in a story that is always fundamentally about God.

Some days I am not sure if my faith is riddled with doubt or whether, graciously, my doubt is riddled with faith.

The Spirit is the reason we can build a church and have confidence that we will get it at least a little bit right.

In observing the Sabbath, one is both giving a gift to God and imitating Him.

I feel annoyed that in His wisdom, [God] chose to reel me in with middle-brow Christian fiction. It could be worse, I suppose. I could have come to faith while reading Left Behind.

My job [as a teacher] is to love the Scriptures in public. And then sit down.

And I understood that I ought not ask for a prayer language until I could ask without making it the test of my entire faith.

It is a great gift when God gives me a stirring, a feeling, a something-at-all in prayer. But work is being done whether I feel it or not.

I knew, as soon as I woke up, that the dream had come from God and it was about the reality of Jesus. The truth of Him. The He was a person whose pronouns you had to capitalize. That He was God.

I love getting lost on purpose

There are two days in the week about which and upon which I never worry. ... One of these days is Yesterday ... And the other day I do not worry about is Tomorrow.

Try honest to see things from the other person's point of view.

If you have good stocks and you really know them, you'll make money if you're patient over three years or more.

Films must all have the same structure. All of this to guarantee box office bonanza, which of course it never does, but that's another discussion entirely.

Prose and poetry are as different as food and drink.

The worse the haircut, the better the man.

It took me three weeks to stuff the turkey. I stuffed it through the beak.

We must love or we grow ill.

People need trouble - a little frustration to sharpen the spirit on, toughen it.