She is the crescendo, the final, astonishing work of God. Woman. In one last flourish creation comes to a finish with Eve. She is the Master's finishing touch.

Am I really a man? Have I got what it takeswhen it counts?

We don't live in the Garden. We live far from Eden. Every life is full of heartaches. Every life, frankly, is unspeakably sad.

Story is the language of the heart.

A man needs a much bigger orbit than a woman. He needs a mission, a life purpose, and he needs to know his name. Only then is he fit for a woman, for only then does he have something to invite her into.

We don't see clearly because we don't see with the eyes of our heart.

A true knowledge of Jesus is our greatest need and our greatest happiness.