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Our prayers are something akin to delivering a list, verses surrendering a life. The former will always leave me creating the next list, while the latter will leave me creating a new life.
The road ahead is not some predetermined path that I am forced to trod, but it is a rich byway that I can help create.
Expectations are the shackles that will not permit something to be what it actually is.
Opportunity is present is wreckage as much as it is in that which is wonderful. It’s not so much how it comes to us, but what we do with it.
Maybe what I need to be rescued from is the feeling that I don’t need to be rescued, for without a doubt this is the most difficult rescue of all.
Can anything be called an achievement if it does not simultaneously enhance the life of someone other than the one who has done the achieving?
The road from ‘here’ to ‘there’ is a map yet to be written with the pen I hold in my hand.
Disappointment focuses on ‘what is not, ’ and completely misses the far greater reality of ‘what now is.
To even begin to embrace the magnitude of God’s vision, we must first embrace our vision as being nothing more than vision by definition.
Risk is the clue that our dreams are both real and great.
When my vision is numbed by apathy and narrowed by mediocrity, I can stand in the presence of great things and fail to see even the smallest of things.
Sometimes we are so caught up in the disappointment of plans gone astray that we fail to recognize the potentially new options that might now exist.
Maybe consequences are dear friends in stealthy disguise.
Could it be that we lost something because had we not lost it, we would have lost ourselves?
Although I am far too frequently convinced otherwise, with God a dead-end is only the death of an end.
We’re constantly presented with opportunity, or the opportunity to create opportunity.
I suppose that one of my greatest problem lays in the fact that I have assumed a blessing to be something that is mine for the taking, verses being something that by sheer exposure to it takes me.
Our imagination is God’s ingenious gift that hands us the privilege of romping and playing in realities that we can’t see only because we’ve yet to create them.
With God, the word ‘impossible’ is itself impossible.
To ascend the mountain, we must descend to our knees.
If we’ve somehow become convinced that the script we followed ‘yesterday’ can’t be edited, it will be incredibly difficult to tell the difference between ‘yesterday’ and ‘tomorrow’.
Rather than being incensed by the nature of the bruise, maybe we should be inspired by the possibilities in the bruise.
The father who has selflessly poured himself into the life of his children may leave no other monument than that of his children. But as for a life well lived, no other monument is necessary.
Have we ever thought to consider that God allows things in our lives to die so that in that death we might come to the precious realization of how little we’ve actually lived in the first place?
The common theme of common sense is that it’s commonly rejected as uncommonly demanding.
Common sense is one of the most unused commodities available to man.
To think that we grasp the fullness of life is to say that by holding a mere drop of water in our hands we are able to understand the immensity of the ocean.
Faith is the resplendent key that liberates me from the impregnable confines meticulously constructed from the raw material of my disbelief.
I paved the path to the very place I don’t want to be. But passing the blame off to someone else doesn’t put me any place else.
We are living out the drama of a pathetic story whose pages are smeared with our own handwriting.
Maybe we should remember that logic constructs a box that is far too small for wonder to take up residence in. Therefore, the crucial question is, ‘Will we choose to live there if wonder cannot?
You are greater than you can possibly imagine, if you would only free yourself up to imagine.
I say that my value is based on my accomplishments. Christmas is God saying that I am His accomplishment and that will forever be enough.
It’s not that I’ve ‘faked my own death’ as the saying goes. Maybe it’s that I’ve ‘faked my own life, ’ and in doing so I’ve yet to realize how dead I really am.
Too often fear is fiction madly running amuck, all the while madly tracking ‘muck’ across the floor of fact.
A hole is a space where everything has been moved out so that opportunity has space to move in.
Dreams are ideas where the collar has been removed and the leash has been thrown away.
Being our best is asking how can we take ourselves to the precipice of our own limits in any and every situation?
Do I make up some ‘god’ in my mind, or do I make up my mind to know God?
In one way or another, every mission that I have ever set out on to rescue myself is yet another mission that I end up needing to be rescued from. Hence, there is God.
We might do well to take a look at what we’ve crammed into our pockets as it will say much about what we’ve crammed into our hearts.
It’s about recognizing that the great movements and moments in history laid on the backs of ordinary people who simply chose to do extraordinary things.
We must clean the lens of our hearts to see the state of our souls. However, too often the former is too dirty to even know that the latter exists.
The love hidden within is always greater than the hate displayed without.
Sacrifice is a noun in my vocabulary that should be a verb in my life.
Comfort is a stance of avoidance rather than the pursuit of excellence.
There appears to be value in getting past a mentality that good things can only rest in good things.
Looking back, I now realize that I left home in search of all the things that were right in the very place I left.
If I continually focus on what I don’t have, my life will always be completely empty despite the fact that it’s completely full.
Humanized gods are too small to captivate my imagination, or be worthy of my fullest allegiance.