When we realize we can stop being Jesus defenders, we can start being Jesus representatives .

Usually the things we think we need become the very things we need a break from.

Be patient. Do the best with what you know. When you know more, adjust the trajectory.

There are only 24 hours in a day. We need to quit trying to be awesome and instead be wise.

We have this one life to offer; there is no second chance.

Maybe we don’t recognize satisfaction because it is disguised as radical generosity, a strange misnomer in a consumer culture.

I won't defile my blessings by imagining that I deserve them. Until every human receives the dignity I casually enjoy, I pray my heart aches with tension and my belly rumbles for injustice.

While the richest people on earth pray to get richer, the rest of the world begs for intervention with their faces pressed to the window, watching us drink our coffee, unruffled by their suffering.

When the jars of clay remember they are jars of clay, the treasure within gets all the glory, which seems somehow more fitting.

Obedience isn’t a lack of fear. It’s just doing it scared.

For whatever reason I was born into privilege; I've never known hunger, poverty, or despair. I have been blessed, blessed, blessed--relationally, emotionally, spiritually, and physically.

My heart can feel the softness of a starOnly when the moon stays afar I lay my mind on the pillow of skyWhere sleep dares not ever to pry

Words are life. Carefully choose your words.

Each imagining himself to be the first last and only alone, whereas he is neither first last nor last nor only not alone in a series originating in and repeated to infinity.

Bound by the Oath against lying, Aes Sedai [carry] the half-truth, the quarter-truth and the implication to arts.

But there is one place where a person can make choices that will lead in a small way toward greater sanity in dealing with the natural order. That place is the private garden.

Do you know anyone who has a lease on life? It isn’t a question of if; it’s a question of when.

The husk could be some useless bloke or losing myself and changing my DNA with bottomless grief.

The journey is its own reward.

The fewer words a parent uses, the more aurhoritative the parent sounds & the clearer the instruction.

Imagine the choices you'd make if you had no fear-of falling, of losing, of being alone, of disapproval.