For when our hearts were far away, Your love went further still, yes Your love goes further still!

In the end, worship can never be a performance, something you're pretending or putting on. It's got to be an overflow of your heart...Worship is about getting personal with God, drawing close to God.

The heart of God loves a persevering worshipper who, though overwhelmed by many troubles, is overwhelmed even more by the beauty of God.

We can always find a reason to praise. Situations change for better and for worse, but God's worth never changes.

Praise is a contradiction of pride. Pride says 'looks at me,' but praise longs for people to see Jesus.

As we gaze upon the wonders of creations, we look up towards the heights of a God who is merciful in His ways and magnificent in His deeds. The life of worship always points us upwards.

Christian worship must contain both the cross and the crown. Sing of majesty, and sing of mercy.

God first seeks devotion to Him in the hidden place–worship when no one else is watching.

Worship songs can't just be rooted in culture - they won't be deep enough. They have to be rooted in scripture.

The revelation of God is the fuel for the fire of our worship

Information may inform the mind, but revelation sets a heart on fire.

Those who are weak, never suck the blood of the enemy, as it is to be done with strength.

The entire population of Blackfin maintained a wary distance from her, as though the skeletons in their closets were spring-loaded and ready to burst out onto the front lawn.

I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you

It's not the balanced life we remember, it's the beautiful life.

I got my first real six string, bought it at the five and dime, played it 'til my fingers bled.

It is only by grounding our awareness in the living sensation of our bodies that the 'I Am,' our real presence, can awaken.

Everyone who believes in God must have His revelation in his spirit, or else what he believes is not God but mere human wisdom, ideals or words. Such faith cannot endure the test.

When I wrestled in College, my team was very good.

Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.