I'm a common woman sharing common problems seeking common solutions on a journey with an uncommon Savior.

Let your light shine today, and let your personality blossom, too. You don't have to be a people-pleaser, just a people-lover.

Faith is not believing in my own unshakable belief. Faith is believing an unshakable God when everything in me trembles and quakes.

A bruised heart that chooses to beat with a passion for God amid pulsing pain and confusion may just be the most expensive offering placed on the divine altar.

God uses change to change us. He doesn’t use it to destroy us or to distract us, but to coax us to the next level of character, experience, compassion and destiny!

God has promised to every single one of us that even in our hardest times, if we would just hang on long enough, the blessing will come.

Sometimes God allows storms to come together in such a way that they ultimately fulfill something that would never have happened otherwise.

A broken heart heals when we allow the healing to go as deep as the wound went

If you are not royalty, He is not King.

God is busy making you someone no one else has ever been.

Picture God nudging you and me awake before dawn because He can hardly wait to be with us.

Wyatt told me once that if tenderness were a disease, I’d be terminal.

You can't cooperate by knocking something about or bossing it or forcing it to do things.

The chief trouble with jazz is that there is not enough of it; some of it we have to listen to twice.

I think Michigan and the people of Michigan know - really, they know that I'm going to protect them. They're great people.

Without form, the sensitiveness vanishes.

Only that which is directed toward definite goals, which in turn are founded on sound educational philosophy, can be ultimately meaningful. The principles must always precede the activities.

I still am very afraid to Google myself. There are some embarrassing roaming photos that I wish weren't on Google. But I intend to not Google myself.

Genius seems to consist merely in trueness of sight, in using such words as show that the man was an eye-witness, and not a repeater of what was told.

Ritual disposal of the dead speaks clearly of an awareness of death, and thus an awareness of self.