To understand the mysteries of God we must move past the logic of men.

We ask, ‘Why the need for God?’ Maybe the better question is ‘Why the need not to need Him?’ And could it be that that question in fact evidences our need for Him?

You are not made in ‘your image’. You are, in fact, made in ‘God’s image’. Therefore, which one are you looking for when you look in the mirror?

If I’ve prayed, I never have to worry about being the first one to show up.

In the end, if we don't have God we don't have anything other than an end.

The darkness that follows a sunset is never so dark that it can change the inevitability of a sunrise.

Faith is rare because fear is rampant. For faith will demand that I step into places that fear itself fears to go.

Forgiveness allows the burdens that we carry to become the histories that we forget.

When we choose to stay down, we are in reality confusing wisdom with cowardice. When we choose to stand back up, we are using wisdom to overcome cowardice.

I can arrogantly brag that the doors I choose in life open wide and grant me unobstructed passage. But the widest doors tend to lead to the worst places.

A compass calibrated by my greed is a rather shrewd way to legitimize my agenda. However, true north on a compass such as this is a straight line to the edge of a really big cliff.

Truth is unoriginal.

If you are a believer you are not supposed to begin to convince God to use you. God already desires to use you.

Sometimes it's all about the win, sometimes it's about the skiing.

Pain is no evil, unless it conquers us.

I lost $35,000 in less than a week at the Mirage in Las Vegas.

He lies below, correct in cypress wood, And entertains the most exclusive worms.

If you take care of the small things, the big things take care of themselves. You can gain more control over your life by paying closer attention to the little things.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, I'm not here to live a normal life. I'm sent here on a mission.

I write about broken people who need other people in order to go on. But those are the only kind of people I know to exist. We are all broken.

A pair of socks is no less suitable to make a painting with than wood, nails, turpentine, oil and fabric.