Worry is a weighty monster with poisoned tentacles. It clutches at us, grabs at our minds, steals our breath, our will. It lurks. It pounces. It colors how we perceive the world.
Mary E. DeMuthThe roadblocks to growth and joy come when we forget the bigness of God & instead make people bigger than He is.
Mary E. DeMuthPain can either thrust me into the arms of Jesus or make me turn my back on Him. Either way, it's a choice.
Mary E. DeMuthWe grow when the walls press in. We grow when life steals our control. We grow in the darkness.
Mary E. DeMuth