We’ve got our rocks in our hands, and, oh, we want to throw them!

Sin is an addiction. It’s getting something we consider good in a way that’s wrong.

It seems as if the Cross is the template we’re being urged to work from, not the Garden of Eden that preceded it.

Somehow, some way, I know I’m asked, invited — we all are — to bear our sorrows right along with him.

Suffering is personal, intensely so, and we’re never the only person present.

… this is God’s domain
one of dumbfounded power
grace
joy
a bulwark of solidity…

Maybe the best way to see the world comes from our willingness to walk on water.

The bigger we make the room within for God, the more that can go on there.

If we choose to listen, however, to the positive thoughts, we will see they bring with them a power the lies do not have. They also bring wisdom, insight, and a strange comfort.

We must never think God does not receive us if we all we have is sorrow.

The real God isn’t going to step in front of us and keep our sins from hurting us. No, this God is going to invite us to step in front with Him and join Him in this great war between good and evil.