Here's what I really love: I love a funny story that I can tag a serious line on the end of.

Can you imagine a life with no fear? What if faith, not fear, was your default reaction to threats?

You need someone to lift your spirits. You need someone to look you in the face and say, "This isn't the end. Don't give up. There is a better place than this. And I'll lead you there.

It's God's job to run the world. Sometimes we accomplish more by doing less.

Theres some inherently unique characteristics of Christianity, the chief of which is that Christianity teaches that we are saved by what Christ has done for us, instead of we are saved by what we do for God.

What I may intend for a story to communicate and what a story ends up communicating could be two different things. And it could be an even more positive thing.

I have a lot of special memories with my parents but my toughest one is, I had, as a teenager, a pretty insatiable appetite for beer. The first time I got drunk my father found me throwing up in the bathroom. I was 15, maybe 16, and the disappointment in his voice, I can hear it to this day, and the sorrow that that brought to him. He just felt like a failure as a father, and Id give anything to take that day back because that was so hard on him. In time, my life got better, and his did too, but that was really memorable, one of those memories Id like to forget.