Success has many fathers, failure many sons.
God has great plans for you today. . . creative and unexpected means by which He will make you a saint. He needs only your joyful submission to His plan.
When we get ashes we are not publicly proclaiming our greatness, but God’s. We are not saying, 'look at how great I am,' but 'ask me about how great my God is!'
To love someone properly probably means that you won’t be very popular. Pure love, loving the way it was intended, is unfortunately a foreign concept to many. Love is messy. Love will involve hardship, demand patience, require forgiveness, test maturity, strain friendship, challenge priorities, refine character, ignite the heart and unleash the soul. Love is not something you sing about, it’s the reason you sing. Love is not something you write about, it’s the reason you write. Love is not something you live to find, it’s the reason that you are alive.
Giving God permission to make you a saint will ruin your life.
We can't understand our calling and our vocation until we listen to the Lord. . . until we look upon the Lord. . . until we realize who it is that we're really serving. Are we serving God? Or the world?
God will put someone in your path today who doesn't necessarily need you. . . but who desperately needs Christ in you.
In loving someone, you worship them like a deity and it hurts, a lot, to the point that in trying to show love and show tribute to someone you're stretching and reaching. It becomes an unhealthy worship and you'll bow out unfaithfully in the end.
Is this some manly bonding thing I can't be a part of? Are you getting matching haircuts?
When I see a cheerful young man shrieking about how full of life he is, banging on a drum, and blowing on a tin trumpet, and speaking of his good spirits, it depresses me, since naturally it gives the contrary impression. It can't be real. It ought to be but it isn't. If the noisy person meant what he said, he wouldn't say it.
Greg Trooper writes great songs, including one of my very favorite songs in the world, Little Sister. On top of all that, there's his voice - an instrument I have coveted for 15 years.