I hate the moment when suddenly my anger turns into tears

Legalistic remorse says, "I broke God's rules," while real repentance says, "I broke God's heart."

God sees us as we are, loves us as we are, and accepts us as we are. But by His grace, He does not leave us as we are.

The basic purpose of prayer is not to bend God's will to mine, but to mold my will into His.

Jesus didn't come to tell us the answers to the questions of life, he came to be the answer.

The only person who dares wake up a king at 3:00 AM for a glass of water is a child. We have that kind of access

Everyone says they want community and friendship. But mention accountability or commitment to people, and they run the other way.

God looks at the anxious and says, I tore my Son to shreds for you, and you're afraid I will not give you what you need?

There are some needs only you can see. There are some hands only you can hold. There are some people only you can reach.

If our identity is in our work, rather than Christ, success will go to our heads, and failure will go to our hearts.

In religion, you obey because God is useful. In Christianity, you obey because God is beautiful.

In the end, only God can see the heart of an individual and distinguish the difference between legalistic deadweight and the passion of holy solemnity.

Romanticism is the abuse of adjectives

Are you . . . lost?” “Not really, ” she told him. “We just don’t know where we’re going.

These are my habits and the way I spend my life: studying literature.

There is no great path to greatness than true service. He who knows how to serve from a true heart and spirit knows what it takes to be truly great

The most wasteful "brain drain" in America today is the drain in the kitchen sink.

A garden is mainly ...a space around which interests can be accumulated.

I like to think that we've got a plan, so let's stick to it. That said, once we've stuck to it, we're allowed as much improvisation as anyone cares to indulge themselves in.

Music seems to be the bridge over the gulf between form and the formless.

What’s your cause? Does it move you to tears? What is it that moves you passionately?