When I am with a group of human beings committed to hanging in there through both the agony and the joy of community, I have a dim sense that I am participating in a phenomenon for which there is only one word...."glory."

How strange that we should ordinarily feel compelled to hide our wounds when we are all wounded.

I've had all kinds of experiences with God in terms of revelation through a still, small voice or dreams or coincidences.

Do what you feel called to do, but also be prepared to accept that you don't necessarily know what you're going to learn. Be willing to be surprised by forces beyond your control, and realize that a major learning on the journey is the art of surrender.

I make no distinction between the mind and the spirit, and therefore no distinction between the process of achieving spiritual growth and achieving mental growth. They are one and the same.

Problems do not go away. They must be worked through or else they remain, forever a barrier to the growth and development of the spirit.

Discipline is wisdom and vice versa.