I am interested in what happens to people who find the whole of life so rewarding that they are able to move through it with the same kind of delight in which a child moves through a game.
If you kneel before God, you will stand before men.
Great eagles fly alone; great lions hunt alone; great souls walk alone-alone with God. Such loneliness is hard to endure, and impossible to enjoy unless God accompanied. Prophets are lone men; they walk alone, pray alone and God makes them alone.
In revival, God is not concerned about filling empty churches, He is concerned about filling empty hearts.
No man is greater than his prayer life. The pastor who is not praying is playing; the people who are not praying are straying. We have many organizers, but few agonizers; many players and payers, few pray-ers; many singers, few clingers; lots of pastors, few wrestlers; many fears, few tears; much fashion, little passion; many interferers, few intercessors; many writers, but few fighters. Failing here, we fail everywhere.
Nobody stood by Jesus. Maybe nobody will stand by you. It's a lonely life, but it's a glorious life.
Men of prayer must be men of steel, for they will be assaulted by Satan even before they attempt to assault his kingdom.
. . . to many it is not knowledge but the quest for knowledge that gives greater interest to thought-to travel hopefully is better than to arrive.
I dunno. I never smoked any Astroturf. (When asked whether he preferred grass or Astroturf
I think my drive to work has gone up a bit since I've gotten older.
I've got a coin with my face on it. It is really bizarre.