Living a life fully engaged and full of whimsy and the kind of things that love does is something most people plan to do, but along the way they just kind of forget. Their dreams become one of those "we'll go there next time" deferrals. The sad thing is, for many there is no "next time" because passing on the chance to cross over is an overall attitude toward life rather than a single decision.

God isn't afraid of our doubts; He's way more concerned when we fake it.

Next to grace, I bet God thinks making us need each other was one of His best ideas.

God makes confetti out of our titles and accomplishments to celebrate the poor and the humble.

I don't think success is what we've made of ourselves; I think it's what we've made of others.

Fear calls out our doubts; God calls out our names.

Our opinions are what we'll be known for; our love is what we'll be remembered for