I am convinced now that virtually every destructive behavior and addiction I battled off and on for years was rooted in my (well-earned) insecurity.

The question is whether or not our insecurities are substantial enough to hurt, limit, or even distract us from profound effectiveness or fulfillment of purpose.

God is busy making you someone no one else has ever been.

As a mother you are only as happy as your saddest child

You cannot keep doing the same thing, the same way, and keep expecting something different to happen.

...if I die suddenly, my gravestone might appropriately offer this insight into my departure: "God got tired." I require lots of work.

Christian hedonists don't discount suffering, they just don't give up until they find the gain in loss.