Christians are like manure: spread them out and they help everything grow better, but keep them in one big pile and they stink horribly.

You find that the things you let go of while following Jesus were the things that were going to destroy you in the end.

The irony is that while God doesn't need us but still wants us, we desperately need God but don't really want Him most of the time. He treasures us and anticipates our departure from this earth to be with Him-and we wonder, indifferently, how much we have to do for Him to get by.

Even in my own church I heard the words, 'Francis Chan' more than I heard the words, 'Holy Spirit.'

We are most alive when we are loving and actively giving ourselves because we were made to do these things.

Our God listens to us. Our God is a living God. He's not a block of wood you made up that's not going to answer you. My God listens to me. He answers me.

Just as you did not come to Christ on your own, neither will you remain in Christ on your own.