If the entire week is a battlefield, reading the Bible is sort of like that parachute with the box of reserves that come in the middle of the war: food and water and the toothbrush and toilet paper.

The work is constant. There's a time for rest, but I don't believe in getting comfortable just because everyone says you've arrived.

Tomorrow, our seeds will grow. All we need is dedication.

Place your attention 6 inches above your crown. God is breathing in and out there.

I can give away everything I posses, but am without love, and I have no happiness

I am no longer going to become a fictional character to please people. That's too much work.

Reality is easy. It's deception that's the hard work.