The mark of community is not the absence of conflict. It's the presence of a reconciling spirit.

Church is what you do. Church is who you are. Church is the human outworking of the person of Jesus Christ. Let's not go to Church, let's be the Church.

If the request is wrong, God says, No. If the timing is wrong, God says, Slow. If you are wrong, God says, Grow. But if the request is right, the timing is right and you are right, God says, Go!

The local church is the hope of the world, and its future rests primarily in the hands of its leaders.

The heart and soul of the Christian life is learning to hear God's voice and then developing the courage to do what he asks us to do.

Storms draw something out of us that calm seas don't.

If you lower the ambient noise of your life and listen expectantly for those whispers of God, your ears will hear them. And when you follow their lead, your world will be rocked.

You have never looked in the eyes of someone who does not matter to God.

If you don't change your schedule, you'll be the same person you've always been.

You are the most difficult person you will ever lead.

The best gift you can give a human being is an introduction to a God who loves them.

Rejoice while you can breathe.

It's rare that I'm working on a movie and that's the case. My goal is the same, ultimately at a certain point you give it to the director and their vision. You're there to support that vision.

I was an altar boy and a choir member.

Some people ask me whether I'm a 'mama's girl' or a 'papa's girl.' I'm nobody's girl. My brother clings to our parents; I'm the one shoving them out the door.

The closer you get to real matter, rock air fire and wood, boy, the more spiritual the world is.

When women get together, they tell stories. This is how it has always been. Telling stories is our way of saying who we are, where we have come from, what we know, and where we might be headed.

Advice from others is always filtered through self interest.

A lot of the stories are internal. They leak it to me wanting to get attention, wanting to get that headline. More times than not, I will not give it to them.

Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to earth's pure death the will to sprout.

I turned to speak to God About the world's despair But to make bad matters worse I found God wasn't there.