I want to preach till the last breath in my lungs runs out.

Thanksgiving is a time of quiet reflection; an annual reminder that God has, again, been ever so faithful. The solid and simple things of life are brought into clear focus.

When God's in it, the job gets done.

It's the most exciting thing to watch God work when I've asked him about something, to listen to him and watch him work. It's like this friendship, and it just grows and grows and grows and grows.

God is a specialist when the anguish is deep. His ability to heal the soul is profound...but only to those who rely on His wounded Son will experience relief.

Worry erases the promises of God from your mind.

When Christ becomes our central focus, contentment replaces our anxiety as well as our fears and insecurities.