Craig D. Lounsbrough Quotes

Timeless principles never age, and truth is as young as the day it was spoken into existence.

Intelligence without wisdom is nothing more than stupidity that looks smart.

Heaven shows up all the time. But we plan our time so that we show up in other places.

Rather than being incensed by the nature of the bruise, maybe we should be inspired by the possibilities in the bruise.

Love in the service of self is greed in disguise.

It is not that you give birth to a child that matters most. Rather, it is what you birth into them.

If I choose to take the pen from God and write the story of my life without Him, I better have plenty of erasers and a whole lot of white-out. Better yet, I should invest in a good shredder.

To ascend the mountain, we must descend to our knees.

The point that I think myself to be so terribly clever is the precise point at which I am beginning to think myself to be god-like, which causes me to become God-less.

I would suggest that the prisons I incessantly create are not designed to lock me in, rather they are designed to lock the world out. And the oddity is that either way, I am a prisoner who has sentenc...

If God has the answer to every question, maybe my appreciation for God should be shaped more by the number of questions and less by the wisdom of the answers.

Humility is the greatest shaper of souls and crafter of character, for it wipes away all the grandiose things that we spend so much of our lives pretending to be, so that we can spend all of our lives...

In my impatience I become convinced that this desire of mine should have been fulfilled yesterday, when it belongs to a tomorrow that yesterday would have killed had I had my way.

The worst thing that I can do is humanize God. The second worst thing that I can do is deify myself. And the best thing that I can do is to avoid both.

A nation aimlessly drifting away from God is a nation for which prayer is a rudder and praise is a sail. And it is the man or woman on their knees that builds the former and gives wind to the latter.

We are living out the drama of a pathetic story whose pages are smeared with our own handwriting.

Although it would lead me to believe otherwise, fear has little interest in intimidating me. Rather, it much prefers to enslave me.

The step that we are on is only a step to the next place, and no step regardless of how massive is ever a destination.

Maybe consequences are dear friends in stealthy disguise.

Failure is information encased in a shell of pain.