No God, no grace.
A poet's promise is kept by attention to detail. Every word is an opportunity to reveal the universal truth of God's love.
I don’t care what men say about God. What I care about is what God says about me.
Life is precious regardless of how you choose to think about it.
Sometimes I just sit and stare out of the window wondering what the world is going to do today. And my prayer is that what the world does today is based on Who God is every day.
If God believes in you, then it doesn’t matter if anyone else does. And God has never not believed in you.
I’ve written a few stories in my time. But sooner or later you realize that the greatest stories can’t be written by men because the best of our humanity can’t pen the stories that will save our lives. And so, God sat down and wrote one on Christmas.
The greatest treasure is awe reverence for God.
God holds every tear in the hallow of His hand, and each one that we shed is intermingled with a thousand of His own. And someday He will welcome us home, draw us deep into His embrace and let the tears of both spill on the floor, never to be collected again.
In my efforts to flee God, I will always end up some place where’s He’s at because I’ve never left where He was.
The act of striving itself is not sufficient to suggest that one is actually striving, for without an objective that is defined by the bigness of God and freed from the smallness of us we are only toddling about.
God is second to none, so when I walk with Him my fear should be second to everything to the point that it is present in nothing.
Honor is where I unashamedly declare that every success is the work of my God, where flattery is pretending that every success is the work of my hands. And while pursing honor will insure the death of flattery, pursuing flattery will insure the death of everything.
Most of the maps that I create go from the nowhere of where I am to the nowhere of what I think is a somewhere. For without God, my nowhere and my somewhere will not take me anywhere.
Without a firm moral restraint and a bold adherence to principled ethics, nothing within the power of men will save us from the power of mankind.
I am not ashamed of my God. But I am deeply ashamed of the fact that we have created a gospel that is far more of ‘us’ and far less of God. And more of ‘us’ is not anything that any of us need, but more of God is everything that we all need.
Do we dare embrace an authentic faith stripped bare of everything that we have spoken into it and ripped entirely clean of everything that we have built upon it? And are we willing to embrace something that inexpressibly potent, that unashamedly demanding, and that shockingly unfamiliar? Yet maybe the better question is, do we dare to not do that?
I expend my days relentlessly attempting to design my life in a manner that is designed to meet the needs in my life. Yet, God did not design life to do that. Rather, He designed life to direct us to Him so that He could do that.
Writing the story of my life limits the whole of its storyline to this single, solitary vantage point from which I survey the world. So, why wouldn’t I want it written by the God who not only sits at every vantage point in all of existence, but Who was also the One that brought everyone of them into existence?