Good means ultimately he's producing character in me to conform me into the image of Christ.

It was a moment [when I had found God] that so transformed my life. And I say this is so corny, but it was like the grass was green, the sky was blue. And I can't begin to articulate - as much as they say I'm a wordsmith - what really happened.

Don't waste another moment crying over what went wrong! If it wasn't a blessing - it was a lesson.

I believe so many people live what I call that false identity they are living according to other people's expectations, associations, their experiences, the labels in life. And they buy into that.

When you go through abuse - the behavior - what happens is all behavior stems from faulty belief.

When a person feels so trapped and no options, they become desperate and in the middle of desperation.

I think we try to box and put God in some limited definition, which is impossible.