If you visit the killing floor of a slaughterhouse, it will brand your soul for life.
Suffering dispels the illusion that we have the strength and competence to rule our own lives and save ourselves.
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 gospel is this: We are more sinful and flawed in ourselves than we ever dared believe, yet at the very same time we are more loved and accepted in Jesus Christ than we ever dared hope.
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?
The basic purpose of prayer is not to bend God's will to mine, but to mold my will into His.
You don't fall in love. You commit to it.
Fashion does seem to have a 20s comeback every few seasons, and I completely see why. Its a very feminine look: the fabrics and the shapes are very pretty and distinctive.
I would be stupid not to be on my own side. But I'm a human being, too. And I'm on the side of human beings, rather than on the side of crocodiles.
The world without is a reflection of the world within. What appears without is what has been found within. In the world within may be found infinite wisdom, infinite power and infinite supply of all that is necessary, waiting for unfoldment, development and expression. If we recognize these potentialities in the world within they will take form in the world without.
A tiny dark object came sailing out of the window and landed at the giant's feet. Polybotes yelled, "Grenade!" He covered his face. His troops hit the ground. When the thing did not explode, Polybotes bent down cautiously and picked it up. He roared in outrage. "A Ding Dong? You dare insult me with a Ding Dong?" He threw the cake back at the shop, and it vaporized in the light.