When you have a sense of calling, whether it's to be a musician, soloist, artist, in one of the technical fields, or a plumber, there is something deep and enriching when you realize it isn't just a casual choice, it's a divine calling. It's not limited to vocational Christian service by any means.

Ours is a bad, bad world, but does that mean nothing's good? Does it mean we have run out of things for which to be grateful? No, no, a thousand times, no!

I know of no realm of life that can provide more companionship in a lonely world or greater feelings of security and purpose in chaotic times than the close ties of a family.

We cannot change our past. We can not change the fact that people act in a certain way. We can not change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude.

If God awarded us medals, as they do in the Olympics, love would win the gold, joy the silver, and peace the bronze.

Battles are won in the trenches, in the grit and grime of courageous determination; they are won day by day in the arena of life.

The best tests of my Christian growth occur in the mainstream of life, not in the quietness of my study