The crisis of physical hunger is essentially a crisis of faith. What or whom will you trust to meet your most basic needs? Will you trust the God who made human bodies, or will you seek your own way? (Deuteronomy 8:1-3)

I have no interest in returning to yesteryear. I love the conveniences and delights of today's time. I wouldn't go back if I could.

Cults use our vocabulary, but they don't use our dictionary.

God would love to piece together the shattered fragments of your life. But He is waiting ... graciously waiting until the time is right. Until you are tired of the life you are living ... until you see it for what it really is. Until you are weary of coping ... of taking charge of your own life ... until you realize the mess you are making of it. Until you recognize your need for Him ... He's waiting.

When God is involved, anything can happen. Be open. Stay that way. God has a beautiful way of bringing good vibrations out of broken chords.

And when God steps in, His working is like the difference between a skyscraper and a star.

We gain the ability to rejoice under pressure through a carefully monitored training program directed by the Lord Himself.