The gospel humbles us into the dust and at the very same time exalts us to the heavens.

Legalistic remorse says, "I broke God's rules," while real repentance says, "I broke God's heart."

God sees us as we are, loves us as we are, and accepts us as we are. But by His grace, He does not leave us as we are.

The basic purpose of prayer is not to bend God's will to mine, but to mold my will into His.

Jesus didn't come to tell us the answers to the questions of life, he came to be the answer.

The only person who dares wake up a king at 3:00 AM for a glass of water is a child. We have that kind of access

Everyone says they want community and friendship. But mention accountability or commitment to people, and they run the other way.

God looks at the anxious and says, I tore my Son to shreds for you, and you're afraid I will not give you what you need?

There are some needs only you can see. There are some hands only you can hold. There are some people only you can reach.

If our identity is in our work, rather than Christ, success will go to our heads, and failure will go to our hearts.

In religion, you obey because God is useful. In Christianity, you obey because God is beautiful.

Moon is the light from a lantern in heaven

I am neither a philosopher nor a thinker, but simply follower of my own thoughts.

To a materialist life is nothing but a complex self-sustaining pattern, easily disrupted and gone when destroyed.

It is only when one is under extreme duress that one's true character is revealed.

To be poor does not mean you lack the means to extend charity to another. You may lack money or food, but you have the gift of friendship to overwhelm the loneliness that grips the lives of so many.

An inability to handle language is not the same thing as stupidity.

Matthew wanted hours, days, weeks alone with her... he wanted all her thoughts and smiles and secrets. The freedom to lay his soul bare before her.

Immortality without eternity is a rope with only one end.

I can still hear my mother wailing over some new kitchen crisis, "Oh God," and my father answering cozily from the silo, "Were you calling me, dear?

I'm not a role model to my kids. They're a role model to me.