Only reckless confidence in a Source greater than ourselves can empower us to forgive the woulds inflicted by others.

Our huffing and puffing to impress God, our scrambling for brownie points, our thrashing about trying to fix ourselves while hiding our pettiness and wallowing in guilt are nauseating to God and are a flat denial of the gospel of grace.

While the impostor draws his identity from past achievements and the adulation of others, the true self claims identity in its belovedness. We encounter God in the ordinariness of life: not in the search for spiritual highs and extraordinary, mystical experiences but in our simple presence in life.

There is a beautiful transparency to honest disciples who never wear a false face and do not pretend to be anything but who they are.

Define yourself radically as one beloved by God. This is the true self. Every other identity is illusion.

The unwounded life bears no resemblance to the Rabbi.

I asked for wonder, and He gave it to me.