You can either practice being right or practice being kind.

I don't remember who said this, but there really are places in the heart you don't even know exist until you love a child.

Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor; the enemy of the people. It will keep you insane your whole life.

... one of the immutable laws of being human is that the people who show up are the right people. [p. 65]

I didn't need to understand the hypostatic unity of the Trinity; I just needed to turn my life over to whoever came up with redwood trees.

It's funny: I always imagined when I was a kid that adults had some kind of inner toolbox full of shiny tools: the saw of discernment, the hammer of wisdom, the sandpaper of patience. But then when I grew up I found that life handed you these rusty bent old tools - friendships, prayer, conscience, honesty - and said 'do the best you can with these, they will have to do'. And mostly, against all odds, they do.

The truth is that progress is usually small and sneaky.