Day turned to night, His friends scattered and death thought it had won. But heaven just started counting to three
We need to make our faith our very own love story.
I think of the church as this bride of Christ, who is incredibly capable of doing amazing things. And so where we see injustice, we come, not with fists clenched but with palms up.
Be ambitious about things that last.
When you love people like Jesus, you get messy. But messy looks good on you!
God isn't afraid of our doubts; He's way more concerned when we fake it.