True intimacy, the exchange of affection between two people who are not lying, is transforming.

Telling the truth is the slow, mundane, difficult route to a meaningful life. Anything else is cheating.

There is something beautiful about a billion stars held steady by a God who knows what He is doing. (They hang there, the stars, like notes on a page of music, free-form verse, silent mysteries swirling in the blue like jazz.) And as I lay there, it occurred to me that God is up there somewhere.

When I was in love there was somebody in the world who was more important than me, and that, given all that happened at the fall of man, is a miracle, like something God forgot to curse.

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

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.

Book of Ecclesiastes, God is saying... Write a good story, take somebody with you and let me help