If we just give God the little that we have, we can trust Him to make it go around.

There may be no trumpet sound or loud applause when we make a right decision, just a calm sense of resolution and peace.

The things that matter the most in this world, they can never be held in our hand.

How beautiful it is to learn that Grace isn't fragile, and that in the family of God we can fail and not be a failure.

With each new experience of letting God be in control, we gain courage and reinforcement for daring to do it again and again.

Tradition gives us a sense of solidarity and roots, a knowing there are some things one can count on.

I'm not what I want to be. I'm not what I'm going to be. But, thank God, I'm not what I was!