The only wounds that define us are the wounds of Jesus Christ.

It is because of our foolishness that we forget who God is.

If our worship isn't visible, comprehensive and extravagant, the gospel we heard must have been tiny, empty and cheap.

Mere nails, though pounded deep, were not enough to keep Jesus on the cross. But love was... and love prevailed.

The good thing about life is that you can research anywhere you are. I'm just constantly gathering little bits of information all the time. I'm always grabbing something out of the headlines, out of the news or reading a book about astronomy and just trying to figure out how to get my head around the facts but the bigger stress is trying to connect those facts to normal life situations and our relationship with God.

The wonderful living Word of God is more precious than anything else that we have.

The Word of God spoke into the dry bones. His breath filled them, put tendons (repair), and put skin on...Then you will know I am God...When Jesus comes that will happen.