Sometimes people stumble over this vastness in relation to the apparent insignificance of man. It does seem to make us infinitesimally small. But the meaning of this magnitude is not mainly about us. It’s about God… The reason for ‘wasting’ so much space on a universe to house a speck of humanity is to make a point about our maker, not us.

We belittle God when we go through the outward motions of worship and take no pleasure in His person.

If at the cross every sin was covered, Satan's mouth is shut. He has no weapon. He can gum you but his fangs are gone.

Mission exists because worship doesn't.

Every spirit that does not confess Jesus is not from God.

When it comes to killing my sin, I don't wait for the miracle, I act the miracle.

I've always wondered, am I a writer who preaches or a preacher who writes? I don't know. I love them both.