Some of us seem so anxious about avoiding hell that we forget to celebrate our journey toward heaven.

When I pray for another person, I am praying for God to open my eyes so that I can see that person as God does, and then enter into the stream of love that God already directs toward that person.

I have learned that faith means trusting in advance what will make sense only in reverse.

Yet as I read the birth stories about Jesus I cannot help but conclude that though the world may be tilted toward the rich and powerful, God is tilted toward the underdog.

In a nutshell, the Bible from Genesis 3 to Revelation 22 tells the story of a God reckless with desire to get his family back.

Grace, like water, flows to the lowest part.

The proof of spiritual maturity is not how pure you are but awareness of your impurity. That very awareness opens the door to grace.

Any discussion of how pain and suffering fit into God's scheme ultimately leads back to the cross.

No one ever converted to Christianity because they lost the argument.

In the stories of extravagant grace given to us by Jesus, there are no loopholes disqualifying us from God's love.

I doubt God keeps track of how many arguments we win; God may indeed keep track of how well we love.

The first mistake of art is to assume that it's serious.

History, despite its wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, but if faced with courage, need not be lived again.

Now don't get me wrong, I love animals, but I like eatin' 'em more... fun to pet, better to chew.

I am extremely close to my brother, Kent, and my sister, Lauren, who have been remarkably understanding about all of my weird sibling tales.

Guilt is the mafia of the mind.

Although all of us desire happiness, few of us reach that goal because of the seemingly endless cycle of expectation and disappointment.

Teachers shouldn't make the mistake of always thinking they're the smartest person in the room

There can be no doubt that the practice of opening legislative sessions with prayer has become part of the fabric of our society.

I'm just a man, no more or no less. Bad as the worst, good as the best.