What makes you, in the deepest sense of the word, happy? That's what you should be doing, if the other part is also met - if it is something the world needs.

God knows we have our own demons to be cast out, our own uncleanness to be cleansed. Neurotic anxiety happens to be my own particular demon, a floating sense of doom that has ruined many of what could have been, should have been, the happiest days of my life, and more than a few times in my life I have been raised from such ruins, which is another way of saying that more than a few times in my life I have been raised from death - death of the spirit anyway, death of the heart - by the healing power that Jesus calls us both to heal with and to be healed by.

In his holy flirtation with the world, God occasionally drops a handkerchief. These handkerchiefs are called saints.

A Christian isn't necessarily any nicer than anybody else, just better informed.

In New England, especially, [faith] is like sex. It's very personal. You don't bring it out and talk about it.

Words spoken in deep love or deep hate set things in motion in the human heart that can never be reversed.

Your calling is where your own greatest joy intersects with the needs of the world.