When we fight back with joy, we awaken to the deepest reality of our identity as beloved, delightful children of God.

Prayer might not change things, but it will change my perspective of things. Prayer might not change the past, but inevitably, it changes the present.

God is not merely at your fingertips but within your grasp. Live each day like a child digging through an antique treasure chest rifling for the next discovery. Open your arms and your eyes to the God who stands in plain sight and works miracles in your midst. Look for him in your workdays and weekends, in your meeting-filled Mondays and your lazy Saturdays. Search for him in the snowy sunsets and Sabbaths, seasons of Lent and sitting at your table. Pray for—and expect—wonder. For when you search for God, you will discover him.

The wonder of prayer is rediscovered in who we're speaking to. Prayer is a mystical event by which we get to talk to the Creator of all-the One who fashioned our world with a few words-knowing that God not only listens but answers.

I had been searching for joy in the relatively good times of life, now I had to find joy amidst darkness and agony.

Sometimes you have to poke holes in the darkness until it bleeds light.

God is constantly on the move. I cannot stay where I am and follow God at the same time; responding requires movement.