We can worship Christ in our sanctuaries and we can pray to God on our knees, but how we treat - or neglect - the person next door, the poor, every human being, this is how we truly speak to Christ and this is how we really treat Jesus.

I don't really want more time; I just want enough time. Time to breathe deep and time to see real and time to laugh long, time to give You glory and rest deep and sing joy and just enough time in a day not to feel hounded, pressed, driven, or wild to get it all done-yesterday.

As long as thanks is possible, then joy is always possible.

When grief is deepest, words are fewest.

Real joy is not found in having the best of everything but in trusting that God is making the best of everything.

Every moment I live, I live bowed to something. And if I don't see God, I'll bow down before something else.

Like the wind, Grace finds us wherever we are and won't leave us however we were found.