some of us have so much defeat in our past that we feel we lost the race before we knew it started.

Trying to obey and serve God before we've come to love Him can be exhausting.

Insecurity is miserable. That's the bottom line. We don't need it. We don't want it. And we really can live without it. So what would happen if we quite being accomplices in our own misery?

No sin, no matter how momentarily pleasurable, comforting, or habitual, is worth missing what God has for us.

Faith is not believing in my own unshakable belief. Faith is believing an unshakable God when everything in me trembles and quakes.

Men are not our problem; it's what we are trying to get from them that messes us up. We use guys like mirrors to see if we're valuable.

No matter whose fault, God sends us through storms so we can land in a place we never would have otherwise.