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.

Memories are perhaps the best gifts of all.

I really believe that it is honesty about our imperfect selves that makes everyone do better and be better.

Forgive someone today. Especially if that someone is you.

Beauty salons, like churches, are places where people tend to unburden themselves and bare their souls.

What day is it, ?” asked Pooh. “It’s today, ” squeaked Piglet.“My favorite day, ” said Pooh.

I was always led to believe you should take care of yourself, trust in your abilities and you're the author of your own destiny.

The more you know about how things are the less you know about how things could be.

WANT shows up in conversation - EXPECTATION shows up in behavior.

Comfort and familiarity were wonderful but they also dulled passion and excitement. Predictability and habit made surprises almost impossible.

I'm delighted with the way I'm playing at the moment

I do not see how it is possible for an intelligent human being to conclude that the Song of Solomon is the work of God, and that the tragedy of Lear was the work of an uninspired man.