The ancient spiritual tradition is that God gives himself fully to us in silence and solitude.

Jesus comes not for the super-spiritual but for the wobbly and the weak-kneed who know they don’t have it all together, and who are not too proud to accept the handout of amazing grace.

Reality, truth, and Jesus Christ are incredibly open-ended

Jesus comes for sinners, for those outcast...and those caught up in squalid choices and failed dreams.

I have a word for you. I know your whole life story. I know every skeleton in your closet. I know every moment of sin, shame, dishonesty and degraded love that has darkened your past. Right now I know your shallow faith, your feeble prayer life, your inconsistent discipleship. And my word is this: I dare you to trust that I love you just as you are, and not as you should be. Because you’re never going to be as you should be.

The men and women who are truly filled with light are those who have gazed deeply into the darkness of their own imperfect existence.

A saint is not someone who is good but who experiences the goodness of God.