The only way to fight a feeling is with a feeling.

Eucharisteo—thanksgiving—always precedes the miracle.

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

I think God calls us to small things, to faithfulness right where we are, to just do the next thing. I was simply writing out our family stories in my online journal, scratching out what I want to remember, what I was wrestling out with God.

Faith thanks God in the middle of the story.

Every mountain that every Christian ever faces, the Lord levels with sufficient grace.

I have to seek God beauty. Because isn't my internal circuitry wired to seek out something worthy of worship? . True Beauty worship, worship of Creator Beauty Himself. God is present in all moments, but I do not deify the wind in the pines, the snow falling on the hemlocks, the moon over harvested wheat. Pantheism, seeing the natural world as divine, is a very different thing than seeing divine God present in all things . Nature is not God but God revealing the weight of Himself, all His glory, through the looking glass of nature.