I love being alone. I learned that from my father, I think, who loved his own company.

That's enough, and I have a ministry as a neighbor as well. A ministry as a friend and a ministry as an aunt and a godmother, and family is very much in the circle of my vocation.

You can create an intimate community of about 20 or 25 people, and beyond that you're into a different kind of relationship.

Humanity can be pretty stinky.

Salvation happens every time someone with a key uses it to open a door he could lock instead.

I thought being faithful was about becoming someone other than who I was...it wasn't until I failed that I began to wonder if my human wholeness might be more useful to God than my exhausting goodness.

The boundaries became constrictive in what I was doing, and if my faith grew, it was because I pressed some of the boundaries in ways I hadn't felt comfortable or responsible doing that before.