To forget is to blithely toss aside the hard lessons that were hard won by others before us, thereby needlessly dooming us to endure the hard lessons that are likely to be forgotten by those...

Faith revels in the liberating fact that only a terribly miniscule part of life lies within the constricted confines of my reach, and that I am graciously invited out to live in a place beyond...

We incessantly vacillate between what’s behind us and what’s before us depending on the current barometer of our courage and the ambivalent nature of our vision.

To lust for something is desire turned selfish and gone mad. To embrace God’s passion is desire turned selfless and gone mindful.

I am thankful that to be attuned to the needs of another attunes us to the world, and that if I stay attuned only to my needs I will always be a stranger to the...

Christmas is not a story birthed of a humanized god for it simply doesn’t fit into the rubric of such an emaciated plot.

We can only be our best by giving, and so we always need to be in the process of giving or preparing to give.

Happenstance is the myth of the simple mind, for it is the deliberate genius of God that what appears entirely disjointed always reveals itself to be stunningly seamless. And it is in reflecting on such...

What hits us really hard is that we didn’t fully realize the subtly scandalous deviation from the path that our dreams had laid out so long ago.

Jesus came to give us life without leaving out any of life in the giving.

Lies are like paper-Mache in a rain storm.

Being our best is asking how can we take ourselves to the precipice of our own limits in any and every situation?

Christmas was an intentionally intentional decision of the greatest sort ever devised that would result in the greatest cost ever conceived; God would die.

Although we may face untold numbers that by their sheer mass appear to render us as little more than a speck in the face of them, a single person standing with God amidst any mass...

I want to stand on the foundation of ethics and morals when the world around me would assault that foundation with all of its collective might, and in the standing I want to stand on...

I would suggest that our imagination is a tiny shard of God’s infinite genius that we have within us simply because we were created in God’s image.

The greatest abuse that we perpetrate on liberty is our assumed right to it.

I would entertain the apparently fading idea that patriotism that serves the self is greed dressed in the garments of liberty and adorned with the fashion accessories of other associated patriotic notions.

If we ignorantly act to solely serve our agenda, we’re simply slogging around in the egocentric and brackish backwaters of selfishness. Any response that comes out of that kind of cesspool will be vulgarly irresponsible.

To be careless in making decisions is to naively believe that a single decision impacts nothing more than that single decision, for a single decision can spawn a thousand others that were entirely unnecessary or...

Surrender is a choice, it is never a calling.

And so, it is always the case that the past is irreparably land-locked, and the future has yet to land. And here we are, living out our lives on the precariously thin line which separates...

However, in many instances we might be very wise to ask what the consequence of removing the consequence might actually be.

Love knows nothing of short hauls because it has committed itself for the long haul.

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.

Human beings manifesting the fullness of who they were created to be would be inviting and correspondingly transformational in a manner almost mysterious.

God has hewn out a hidden path more glorious, tantalizing and adventuresome than the path trod by most, and it is a path seen only through the eyes of our wounds, felt solely through the...

It would be advisable to realize that we will eventually become whatever it is that we’ve created. And too often what we’ve created is a massive mess.

Jesus came to give us life to the very edges of life.

Real, lasting closure is never secured through retribution or retaliation.

Uncommon solutions can always overcome problems of the most common or uncommon kind if I am sufficiently committed to overcoming them.

Shrewdly crafted political agendas, innately complex philosophies, man-made religions, governments and regimes of every sort, and all the endless volumes of man-manufactured wisdom and penned prose all completely failed to redeem mankind and make us...

I am wholly deserving of all the consequences that I will in fact never receive simply because God unashamedly stepped in front of me on the cross, unflinchingly spread His arms so as to completely...

Mediocrity is the companion of passivity and will not heed the call of great things. Courage is the companion of sacrifice and cannot help but heed the call of great things. And we are left...

Without an imagination we would be irreparably shackled to what is, and never be released to what could be.

I want to stand on the belief that great things are the product of ordinary people who are made great when they stand.

Real patriotism embraces the wholly immovable belief that without freedom, the essence of the human soul and the life-breath of the human spirit is doomed to perish for lack of space and absence of light.

Have we ever thought to consider that we create values that ‘feel’ right because they serve our current agendas, which is an infinitely different thing from values that ‘are’ right because they serve an eternal...

If I have forfeited the ability to wonder so as not to offend the tenets of the culture, and if I have sacrificed warm dreams on the cold altar of conformity, it is likely because...

what mountains?

We can breathe in the sweet scent of a tepid summer’s meadow after the kiss of a warm rain, and in the very same moment we can stand utterly breathless underneath the expanse of untold...

Is it reasonable to assume that the jarring nature of a particular consequence might be the very thing that strong-arms us away from making the poor choice that we didn’t see as a poor choice?

Real accomplishments do virtually nothing to serve me and they do everything to serve others. Anything less is nothing more than a meaningless task dressed in the deceptive finery of accomplishments.

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...

I am only one, but that is infinitely better than being none.

If I am so terribly limited as to view my handicaps as nothing more than lamentable limitations, then I have taken some of my greatest God-given assets and completely handicapped them.

There appears to be value in getting past a mentality that good things only rest in good things.

In the oddity or maybe the miracle of life, the roots of something new frequently lie in the decaying husks of something old.

Sometimes we are so caught up in the disappointment of plans gone astray that we fail to recognize the potentially new options that might now exist.

It’s about recognizing that the great movements and moments in history laid on the backs of ordinary people who simply chose to do extraordinary things.