I do not think that I will ever reach a stage when I will say, "This is what I believe. Finished." What I believe is alive ... and open to growth

The growth of love is not a straight line, but a series of hills and valleys.

Like it or not, we either add to the darkness of indifference and out-and-out evil which surrounds us or we light a candle to see by.

My lovely shining fragile broken house is filled with flowers and founded on a rock.

The journey homewards. Coming home. That's what it's all about. The journey to the coming of the Kingdom. That's probably the chief difference between the Christian and the secular artist--the purpose of the work, be it story or music or painting, is to further the coming of the kingdom, to make us aware of our status as children of God, and to turn our feet toward home.

You cannot see the past that did not happen any more than you can foresee the future.

When a bride insists on telling her lover everything, I suspect she is looking for a father, not a husband.