When we lay the soil of our hard lives open to the rain of grace and let joy penetrate our cracked and dry places, let joy soak into our broken skin and deep crevices, life grows. How can this not be the best thing for the world? For us?

Are stress and worry evidence of a soul too lazy, too undisciplined, to keep gaze fixed on God?

...the secret to joy is to keep seeking God where we doubt He is.

We want clarity -- and God gives a call. We want a road map --- and God gives a relationship. We want answers -- and God gives His hand.

Fullness of joy is discovered only in the emptying of will.

Be radical about grace and relentless about truth and resolute about holiness.

When I fully enter time’s swift current, enter into the current moment with the weight of all my attention, I slow the torrent with the weight of me all here.