I'd rather be in this wheelchair knowing God than on my feet without him.

Cancer is such a wake-up call to remind us how high the cosmic stakes really are and how short and brief and frail life really is.

When we hurt, God doesn't always give us lots of words; he gives us the Word; the Word made flesh who is intimately acquainted with our grief and suffering. That's what helps the most.

He has chosen not to heal me, but to hold me. The more intense the pain, the closer His embrace.

Anyone who takes the Bible seriously agrees that God hates suffering. Jesus spent most of his time relieving it. But when being healed becomes the only goal - 'I'm not letting go until I get what I want' - it's a problem.

Love is extravagant in the price it is willing to pay, the time it is willing to give, the hardships it is willing to endure, and the strength it is willing to spend. Love never thinks in terms of "how little," but always in terms of "how much." Love gives, love knows, and love lasts.

The weaker we feel, the harder we lean on God. And the harder we lean the stronger we grow.