It was becoming clearer and clearer that if I wanted to come to the end of my life and not say, “I’ve wasted it!” then I would need to press all the way in, and all the way up, to the ultimate purpose of God and join him in it. If my life was to have a single, all-satisfying, unifying passion, it would have to be God’s passion.

Marriage. The roots are deep. The covenant is solid. The love is sweet. Life is hard. And God is good.

God has ordained that our preaching become deeper and more winsome as we are broken, humbled, and made low and desperately dependent on grace by the trials of our lives.

Christmas: the Son of God expressing the love of God to save us from the wrath of God so we could enjoy the presence of God.

The right creative act makes its own laws, and always will do.

God is not worn out running the galaxy. He’s not taxed at all guiding every dust particle all the time.

The Great Commission will not get done if we’re not ready to risk our lives and the lives of our family.