No one really has a bad life. Not even a bad day. Just bad moments.

If baking is any labor at all, it's a labor of love. A love that gets passed from generation to generation.

No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.

Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.

God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.

If we threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.

Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

Time heals almost everything. Give time time.

Baking happens with ingredients that last for months and come to life inside a warm oven. Baking is slow and leisurely.

Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds.

Faith does not grow in a house of certainty.

I have an unfounded belief that there is a conspiracy out there creating unsupportable theories.

Justice is blind, but judges have eyes.

If we really feared the crash, most of us would be unable to look at a car, let lone drive one.

What you pay attention to grows. If your attention is attracted to negative situations and emotions, then they will grow in your awareness.

The real persuaders are our appetites, our fears and above all our vanity. The skillful propagandist stirs and coaches these internal persuaders.

Fit for kings, formal gardens afford an earthly Elysium and the odd impression that we mere men might actually control nature for a time.

The way I see it, rock & roll is folk music. Street music. It isn't taught in school. It has to be picked up.

Spending time with God through prayer and His Word is a prerequisite for having a great life and fulfilling your purpose.

It's hard to not like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them