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.

The things you're crying about today, you might be laughing about in ten years ... and then again ... maybe not.

God spreads grace like a 4-year old spreads peanut butter-He gets it all over everything.

Love the sinner, hate the sin? How about: Love the sinner, hate your own sin! I don't have time to hate your sin. There are too many of you! Hating my sin is a full-time job. How about you hate your sin, I'll hate my sin and let's just love each other!

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

Our preachers weren't always right, but they were never in doubt.

God is so much nicer than you can imagine. I know "nice" is an odd word, but He loved you enough to die for you. And if you think of a great parent, then you got a glimpse of God, a great father, a great mother, and how they look at their children. How you, if you're a parent, you look at your children.