It's pretty hard to be efficient without being obnoxious.
Our Sabbath practices reveal which Trinity we truly worship: Father, Son, and Spirit. . . or me, myself, and I.
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.
This archaic idea - that a woman who is unmarried and childless at 30 is somehow unnatural - will probably always exist, and, like most social standards, it is ridiculous.
I don't understand why, in entertainment, the hours are as long as they are. It seems like everything takes forever, and no one can tell you why exactly.
I believe in free will.
I will never give up if you never give in.