Maybe life isn't meaningless...Maybe just YOUR life is meaningless

When you fly across the country in an airplane the country seems vast; but it isn't vast. It's all connected by roads one can ride a bike down. If you watch the news and there's a tragedy at a house in Kansas, that guy's driveway connects with yours, and you'd be surprised by how few roads it takes to get there.

It blew my mind that what I was thinking was actually applicable to people's lives, and it certainly revolutionized family.

And if these mountains had eyes, they would wake to find two strangers in their fences, standing in admiration as a breathing red pours its tinge upon earth's shore. These mountains, which have seen untold sunrises, long to thunder praise but stand reverent, silent so that man's weak praise should be given God's attention.

Sometimes the things we want most in life are the things that will kill us.

The reason I like writing a memoir is because it isn't preachy.

I always thought the Bible was more of a salad thing, you know, but it isn't. It's a chocolate thing.