It's the ropes and the reins, and the joy and the pain. And they call the thing rodeo.

It ain't what you're driving or the clothes that you wear, material possessions won't matter up there. And someday in heaven, when the angels all sing, well these rags that I'm wearin' will be fit for a king.

I hear them saying, "You'll never change things, and no matter what you do it's still the same thing." But it's not the world that I am changing. I do this so this world will know that it will not change me.

There's a difference between knowing what's on the page in a history book and actually feeling that page have curves and valleys.

Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers.

As long as one heart still holds on, then hope is never really gone

Choose to chance the rapids and dare to dance the tide.