You can survive on your own; you can grow strong on your own; you can prevail on your own; but you cannot become human on your own.

What deadens us most to God's presence within us, I think, is the inner dialogue that we are continually engaged in with ourselves, the endless chatter of human thought.

The sacred moments, the moments of miracle, are often the everyday moments.

. . . [T]o live not with hands clenched to grasp, to strike, to hold tight to a life that is always slipping away the more tightly we hold it, but . . . to live with the hands stretched out both to give and receive with gladness.

Listen. Your life is happening. You are happening. Think back on your journey. The music of your life.

To remember the past is to see that we are here today by grace, that we have survived as a gift.

The past is the place we view the present from as much as the other way around.