I remember when I was a little boy my father didn't love me; he couldn't. He loved my older brother but he couldn't love me somehow, at least not in a way I could understand it.

A forest is mystery but the desert is truth. Life pared to the bone.

There never was a social change in America without angry people at the heart

But keep characters in propinquity long enough and a story will always develop a plot.

Feelings are like a color chart that God has given us.

This is the year of expansion in the Kingdom of God! Tent pegs will span to the north, the south, the east, and the west in the realm of revelation in the dominion of the Kingdom, where you will walk in a greater dimension of the manifestation of the Kingdom for your life!

Prayer no longer seems like an activity to me; it has become the continuing language of the relationship I believe God designed to fulfill a human life.