Manna today or I starve.

I glance back in the mirror to the concrete bridge, the one I've boldly driven straight across without second thought, and I see truth reflecting back at me: Every time fear freezes and worry writhes, every time I surrender to stress, aren't I advertising the unreliability of God? That I really don't believe? But if I'm grateful to the Bridge Builder for the crossing of a million strong bridges, thankful for a million faithful moments, my life speaks my beliefs and I trust Him again.

You will be most remembered-by what brought you most joy.

When you're most wounded by words run to the only Word that always brings healing.

Once you have tasted conviction, you can’t bear to keep swallowing complacency.

You love as well as you are willing to be inconvenienced.

It’s impossible to give thanks and simultaneously feel fear