We see a hearse; we think sorrow. We see a grave; we think despair. We hear of a death; we think of a loss. Not so in heaven. When heaven sees a breathless body, it sees the vacated cocoon & the liberated butterfly.

I think we pray, we make a clear-headed decision, and then we quit being so mean to each other. We've got to stop that.

We (Christians) are always in the presence of God. There is never a non-sacred moment! His presence never diminishes. Our awareness of His presence may falter, but the reality of His presence never changes.

The path marked Pride will lead you over a cliff.

I have a great staff at the church; they protect me and allow me to focus on more of what I do best.

I would guess that about 75% of my stories are like that - personal experiences that I probably over-milk.

Write today's worries in sand. Chisel yesterday's victories in stone.