When we realize we can stop being Jesus defenders, we can start being Jesus representatives .

For whatever reason I was born into privilege; I've never known hunger, poverty, or despair. I have been blessed, blessed, blessed--relationally, emotionally, spiritually, and physically.

When the jars of clay remember they are jars of clay, the treasure within gets all the glory, which seems somehow more fitting.

Maybe we don’t recognize satisfaction because it is disguised as radical generosity, a strange misnomer in a consumer culture.

We have this one life to offer; there is no second chance.

Faith does not always demand that God explains Himself.

Usually the things we think we need become the very things we need a break from.