Prayer is the humble man laying prostrate before an Infinite God. And although it may seem utterly ludicrous, a man such as this is one of the most powerful men that you will find anywhere on the face on the earth.
If I were to eliminate all of the things that I ‘want,’ I would be left with all of the things that I ‘need.’ And inevitably, such an action would leave me standing before God caught up in the stunning realization that in Him is everything that I ‘want’ and all that I ‘need.’ And how is it that I could not ‘need’ God and ‘want’ both?
More times than not, the word “impossible” is more about my attitude and less about the reality of the situation.
In walking with God it’s not about knowing the facts. Rather, it’s about knowing the God Who knows the facts.
How do we explain God? Maybe we explain Him as unexplainable.
The lyrics that I sing in my head dictate the attitude of my heart. And because that’s the case, I’d prefer the music of God to the songs of men.
In no way does God’s absence call His existence into question. To the contrary, His absence calls into question my unwillingness to surrender to His existence.
Trust is what I give to others out of the hope that they will give it back to me. But too often the return on such an investment is that it doesn’t return.
Frankly speaking, I could care less if my plans succeed. However, I do care if God’s plans do. Therefore, none of myself and all of God is the plan.
The absence of God in our lives is a result of our absence of reason, for if He is absent it is because we requested it. So, to have an absence of reason that results in the absence of God leaves me absent of both.
Of course I can’t reach God. But He can reach me.
Great writing is about packing a single thought into a handful of words so that your life can be enlarged by a boatload of growth. And if what you’re reading isn’t doing that for you, it’s just scribbling.
A lack of imagination results in a lack of living.
To take a thought, to gingerly package it in a handful of words, and then to deliver it to a person for whom both the thought and the words within which it came are life-saving is writing at its best. Anything else is scribbling at its worst.
The quote, “God is not done with me ‘yet’” implies a conclusion to God’s work in our lives when the existence of such a concept is non-existent.
Sometimes it only takes a simple thought to help us remember what it took us years to forget.
It takes but a handful of words to ambush my soul with hope. Yet, the vexing question in it all is why do I so often ambush the words?
The most critical time in any battle is not when I’m fatigued, it’s when I no longer care.
Even if yesterday was wildly successful, I still don’t want to repeat it. Rather, I want to build on it.
Behind the mask of pessimism there is nothing more than this pathetic fear that spends every waking moment of its day fearing that we might actually succeed.