Be a child again. Flirt. Giggle. Dip your cookies in your milk. Take a nap. Say you're sorry if you hurt someone. Chase a butterfly. Be a child again.

Worry divides the mind.

We serve a good God who oversees the affairs of mankind.

The idea of a spiritual heart transplant is a vivid image to me; once you have the heart of somebody else inside you, then that heart is there. Jesus' heart is inside me, and my heart is gone. So if God were to place a stethoscope against my chest, he would hear the heart of Jesus Christ beating.

Whether or not storms come, we can not choose. But where we stare during a storm, that we can.

I try to be honest; I really do try not to exaggerate the story. I try to be accurate.

God uses every possible means to communicate with you.