We can't understand our calling and our vocation until we listen to the Lord... until we look upon the Lord... until we realize who it is that we're really serving. Are we serving God? Or the world?

When we get ashes we are not publicly proclaiming our greatness, but God’s. We are not saying, 'look at how great I am,' but 'ask me about how great my God is!'

God made saints out of far worse people than you.

God will put someone in your path today who doesn't necessarily need you... but who desperately needs Christ in you.

God has great plans for you today... creative and unexpected means by which He will make you a saint. He needs only your joyful submission to His plan.

Giving God permission to make you a saint will ruin your life.

Pentecost is a celebration of God... a celebration of God's power... a celebration of God's desire to empower us and to dwell within us.

Authentic Christianity is a roller-coaster ride, not a merry-go-round.

The commandments are a gift, not a curse. Sin is less about breaking the rules and more about breaking the Father's heart.

If more husbands and fathers would put as much energy into their marriages and families as they do their jobs, the world would change.

Consider God's love for you. Now double it. Now multiply that by 900 trillion. You're still not even close.

If a boy doesn't respect his mother...run!

I heart my job. I get to make things up for a living.

You have no idea how long a year is until you’re stone sober.

It's a dead give away of an inexperienced writer if every character speaks with the same voice

Success is no longer content. It's how it sells.

I'm always tempted to say, 'Nah, that won't work.' But I think you should be willing to try ideas out before saying no. Be open-minded.

Allthough that doesn't happen often lately, I like to read exciting thrillers and those kinky magazines.

At present, I myself do not know of any local witches or warlocks, but there are several people who seem to have an uncanny power over food.

That's what I mean by this sense of erasure. You're inside some event or spectacle and you know you're complicit in it, but there really is no external.

I started from zero and went back to the basics in gymnastics.