Any kind of love that lacks the iron of the Cross in it, is anemic love.

So my blog wasn't about "platform" but really, it was everything you are not "supposed" to do in blogging.

Manna today or I starve.

[Bill Jensen] shared his extensive publishing background with me, and prayerfully offered to work out a proposal and to see if God opened any publishing doors? I never get over the unexpected ways of God.

Maybe the man who said that his doctor had pulled him off Prozac because One Thousand Gifts and taking the dare to write 1,000 gifts was healing deep places in him and leading him to *experience* joy.

But wells don't come without first begging to see the wells; wells don't come without first splitting open hard earth, cracking back the lids. There's no seeing God face-to-face without first the ripping.

Joy is always a function of gratitude - and gratitude is always a function of perspective.