They are lonely. I'm not talking about lonely for a lover or a friend. I mean lonely in the universal sense, lonely inside the understanding that we are tiny people on a tiny little earth suspended in an endless void that echoes past stars and stars of stars.

At the time, I didn't know what forgiveness meant. I wouldn't really know what forgiveness meant for another year, until my pastor, Rick McKinley, happened to spell it out in a sermon. He said that when you forgive, you bear the burden somebody has given you without holding them accountable.

I have sometimes wondered if the greatest desire of man is to be known and loved anyway.

Let probability and sample size do the heavy lifting.

If we knew how much God loved us and was for us, we’d talk to Him all day long.

Being a Christian is more like falling in love than understanding a series of ideas.

There is something beautiful about a billion stars held steady by a God who knows what He is doing.