Grace is alive, living waters. If I dam up the grace, hold the blessings tight, joy within dies... waters that have no life.

Being in a hurry. Getting to the next thing without fully entering the thing in front of me. I cannot think of a single advantage I've ever gained from being in a hurry. But a thousand broken and missed things, tens of thousands, lie in the wake of all the rushing.... Through all that haste I thought I was making up time. It turns out I was throwing it away.

God only allows pain if He’s allowing something new to be born.

Research actually indicates that if you write down what you're grateful for, it increases your happiness by 25 percent. And who doesn't want that? And God's word says (1 Thessalonians 5), "Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus." Who doesn't want to know exactly what God's will is for them?

All God makes is good. Can it be that that which seems to oppose the will of God actually is used of Him to accomplish the will of God?

There is unwavering peace today when an uncertain tomorrow is trusted to an unchanging God.

Joy and pain, they are but two arteries of the one heart that pumps through all those who don't numb themselves to really living.