The more I come to recognize my story's place in God's grander Story, my once-bewildered questions are turning to psalms of thanksgiving at the wonder that I have been included in what He is doing.

We may run, walk, stumble, drive, or fly, but let us never lose sight of the reason for the journey or miss a chance to see a rainbow on the way.

God walks with us. He scoops us up in His arms or simply sits with us in silent strength until we cannot avoid the awesome recognition that yes, even now, He is there.

Satan labels you. God names you.

God must have said, "I know what I'll do, I'll send my Love right down there where they are. And I'll send it as a tiny baby, so they'll have to touch it, and they'll have to hold it close."

How beautiful it is to learn that Grace isn't fragile, and that in the family of God we can fail and not be a failure.

There may be no trumpet sound or loud applause when we make a right decision, just a calm sense of resolution and peace.

If we just give God the little that we have, we can trust Him to make it go around.

Memories, important yesterdays, were once todays. Treasure and notice today.

Love is the seed of all hope. It is the enticement to trust, to risk, to try, to go on.

The things that matter the most in this world, they can never be held in our hand.

As soon as Neil is out of the shower, he texts Peter. You up? he asks.And the reply comes instantly:For anything.

Don’t be afraid to fail. The greatest failure of all is not to act when action is needed.

You cannot weave truth on a loom of lies.

When it is a question of money everybody is of the same religion.

When one has love for God, one doesn't feel any physical attraction to wife, children, relatives and friends. One retains only compassion for them.

But there are things in Il Sogno that the methods of The Delivery Man could never achieve.

Yes, that's the way they think, these hundred thousand Kantoreks! Iron Youth! Youth! We are none of us more than twenty years old. But young? That is long ago. We are old folk.

You put the life in your belly and you live.

The more I ponder some of the boneheaded decisions GOP candidates have made of late, I can't bring myself to believe that they are serious about capturing more than about 8 percent of the black vote.

The one thing in the world, of value, is the active soul