An extrovert looks at a stack of books and sees a stack of papers, while an introvert looks at the same stack and sees a soothing source of escape.

In the stillness I find my heart growing hot while I seek the person I have already found. God is so much more than I know.

God invites us to start and continue each day with Him. I have found it wise to accept His request.

Actions speak louder than words, in fact. When we don't take action, we foster the mistaken reality of our old identity.

As you know Jesus more, you naturally love Him more. The less you know of Him, the less you love. To know Jesus is to love Him.

If we give Jesus what we have, what we give Him will never be less.

Battling the noise is creating a space for God and acknowledging the space He occupies, which is all of it. Invite God into all twenty-four hours of your day.This is the path of a #StaticJedi.

When others sit, a #StaticJedi is found standing—even standing along, with a message not in hand but secure in heart!

We need to get to the heart of each heart issue—and we can’t do it. Only the Maker can. The world needs #Jesus.

The church is not a brick-and-mortar structure. The church is made of flesh & blood. Followers of #Christ are the church.

If we want to know our God-given gifts, we must know the giver.

The are two kinds of people in this modern society. First and the majority are those fools who think they are wise, and second are the few wise individuals who know that they are fools.

It doesn't matter at all for me that I work in hospital or anywhere with limited space. Every day, I'm creating new works with all my might.

Players aren't quite as mercenary as people make them out to be. Some of them are but some aren't.

If you can recognize illusion as illusion, it dissolves. The recognition of illusion is also its ending. Its survival depends on your mistaking it for reality.

When you have self-respect, you have enough.

Face your deficiencies and acknowledge them; but do not let them master you. Let them teach you patience, sweetness, insight.

Fear, indeed, is the mother of foresight.

The Western poet and writer of romance has exactly the same kind of difficulty in comprehending Eastern subjects as you have in comprehending Western subjects.

Like any working mother I find it hard to have a social life. But my kids are so well adjusted. There isn't a brat bone in their body so I haven't done anything that bad.

From dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I have ranged / In rambling talk with an image of air: / Vague memories, nothing but memories.