The giant step in the walk of faith is the one we take when we decide God no longer is a part of our lives. He IS our life.

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.

Nothing makes us love something more than the loss of it.

Writing a book has about it some of the anxiety of telling a joke and having to wait several years to know whether or not it was funny.

I started graduate school in 1971, I started working at the Smithsonian in the festival in 1972. I went full-time at the Smithsonian in 1974. And I got my doctorate in 1975.

That is one of the Law's purposes, of course: to test the qualities of those who choose to employ it.

I am an Indian and a painter, that's all.

Moral power is always more dangerous to an oppressor than political force.

The thing the Church needs most today is the ability to heal wounds and to warm the hearts of the faithful.

You can't write poetry on the computer.

An empty frame, in which the picture is always changing, makes a statement about how time is always passing. It doesn't really stop, even in a single image. I t just feels that way.

Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?