In the midst of our worried searching we recklessly abandon the treasures that life has bestowed upon us in the mad hunt for that which we wish to bestow upon ourselves.
Uncommon solutions can always overcome problems of the most common or uncommon kind if I am sufficiently committed to overcoming them.
Despite opinions to the contrary, restoring Godly values is the most progressive course of action that we could ever hope to take.
I would surmise that we must cherish the resources that God has given us to achieve a goal more than we cherish the goal itself. For if we fall victim to the pursuit of the goal alone, then the goal h...
Christmas is everything that God would do, and nothing that we would imagine Him doing.
To be an end in myself is to bring an end to myself.
I say that my value is based on my accomplishments. Christmas is God saying that I am His accomplishment and that will forever be enough.
I am so often the architect of my own pain and the engineer of my own failures.
If we limit love to being nothing more than a feeling, we have no real feeling for what love is.
Human beings manifesting the fullness of who they were created to be would be inviting and correspondingly transformational in a manner almost mysterious.
Christmas is a clandestinely ingenious script that outlines a plan to reclaim mankind through a strategy unimagined and unimaginable. This strategy involved God writing His own death into the script.
The love hidden within is always greater than the hate displayed without.
We cannot humanize the fact that the story was penned to have the eternal God, Who Himself knows no beginning nor is in need of one, choose to experience a beginning. That is genius in and of itself.
There appears to be value in getting past a mentality that good things can only rest in good things.
Judging others is too often escapism dressed in the garb of righteous indignation, whereby I dutifully point out in others that which I probably should be pointing out in myself.
Christmas is God being relentless to the point that He would die in that relentlessness.
Heaven shows up all the time. But we plan our time so that we show up in other places.
Sometimes the grandest of all events are described in the poverty of a few simple words.
Authorship of anything apart from God is nothing more than a tragedy in the making.
While real sacrifice is committed to the result, it relishes the effort
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