The Word God wastes nothing and He heals two broken hearts with one story - the reader and the writer.

It's habits that can imprison you and it's habits that can free you. But when thanks to God becomes a habit - so joy in God becomes your life.

Isn't falling in love always the fullest life?

The cynics, they can only speak of the dark, of the obvious, and this is not hard. For all it’s supposed sophistication, it’s cynicism that’s simplistic. In a fallen world, how profound is to see the cracks? The sages and prophets, the disciples and revolutionaries, they are the ones up on the ramparts, up on the wall pointing to the dawn of the new Kingdom coming, pointing to the light that breaks through all things broken, pointing to redemption always rising and to the Blazing God who never sleeps.

In our rushing, bulls in china shops, we break our own lives.

The moment when you are most repelled by a child's behavior, that is your warning light to draw the very closest to that child.

Is the height of my chara joy dependent on the depths of my eucharisteo thanks?