For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost.

No words come easily to my lips. I think ultimately - what I like to think is that I'm in some sense hearing the mystery itself.

But it has been my experience that the risks are faroutweighed by the rewards, chief of which is when you speak to strangers as though they are friends, more often than not, if only for as long as the encounter lasts, they become friends, and if in the process they also think of you as a little peculiar, who cares?

God himself does not give answers. He gives himself.

Speak in your own voice and speak about things that you have in some sense witnessed, not just things you read about or have been taught about in seminary. To talk about the resurrection, think about those moments where in some way you have been resurrected.

The grace of God means something like: Here is your life. You might never have been, but you are because the party wouldn't have been complete without you.

When someone we love suffers, we suffer with that person, and we would not have it otherwise, because the suffering and the love are one, just as it is with God's love for us.