The meetings least attended in our churches today are the ones whose only attraction is God.

A whole new generation of Christians has come up believing that it is possible to 'accept' Christ without forsaking the world.

Worshipers never leave church...we carry our sanctuary with us wherever we go.

Faith is not a conclusion you reach...it's a journey you live.

Jesus Christ knows the worst about you. Nonetheless, He is the one who loves you the most.

The only Christian you want to listen to is the one who gives you more of a hunger for God.

God's Word is true whether we believe it or not. Human unbelief cannot alter the character of God.

Refuse to be average. Let your heart soar as high as it will.

What's closest to your heart is what you talk about, and if God is close to your heart, you'll talk about Him.

When I understand that everything happening to me is to make me more Christlike, it resolves a great deal of anxiety.

If your life does not worship God, your lips do not worship God either.

Let me propose that if your beliefs or convictions matter more to you than people—if they require you to act as though you were a worse person than you are—you may have lost perspective.

My Life is My MOM & DAD

It really was hand-to-mouth and you can say, 'Poor little me, how dreadful, what a deprived childhood', but I didn't feel that way at all. It's all about the attitude at home.

The present times require the vigor and the activity of the prime of life; but I feel the increasing infirmities of age to such a degree, that I am conscious I cannot serve you to advantage.

Imagination is nostalgia for the past, the absent it is the liquid solution in which art develops the snapshot of reality.

The world is sagging, snagging, scaling, spalling, pilling, pinging, pitting, warping, checking, fading, chipping, cracking, yellowing, leaking, stalling, shrinking, and in dynamic unbalance.

God's voice was not in the earthquake, Not in the fire, nor the storm, but it was in the whispering breezes.

Burdens are the foundations of ease and bitter things the forerunners of pleasure.

Compassion begins with the acknowledgment of the single inescapable truth that is the foundation for the possibility of love between human beings - an awareness of the tragic sense of life.

That's what happens when bodies start slapping.