How about you hate your sin, and I'll hate my sin and we'll just love each other!

I think the Pentecostals have done a great thing for the Kingdom of God. I think Baptists have done a great thing, oh, Protestants, I should say, have done a great thing for the Kingdom of God, so whenever Satan tries to divide, it's just really God multiplying.

The self-righteous have their fig leaves so tightly bound that they have forgotten the seeping wounds beneath the foliage.

It's easier for our brains to have a list of rules and say, "If we keep these rules, we're in, and if we don't keep these rules, we're out." The problem with grace is that it doesn't play by the rules. It covers sin, and it washes away shame. It releases you from self-hatred. You then realize, through grace in Jesus, and believing in Jesus, and agreeing with Jesus, that you evidently were worth dying for.

I do one sit up a day. I get up in the morning, that's the first half. I lay down at night, that's the second half.

I hate puns. And, I'm tired of pardoning them.

It's not a great song unless it makes your DNA remember Eden and your spirit long for Home.