The civilization you sit in ... is now obvious in crisis, perhaps death pangs, twisting grotesquely like a dying animal, swirling down the garbage drain-this civilization was founded on God's road map.

To many moderns, [love] is something that is only a part of us rather than something of which we are a part.

Prayer is like Thanksgiving dinner. It takes one hour to eat it and ten hours to prepare it.

We can't avoid reasoning; we can only avoid doing it well.

Faith is the root, the necessary beginning. Hope is the stem, the energy that makes the plant grow. Love is the fruit, the flower, the visible product, the bottom line. The plant of our new life in Christ is one; the life of God comes into us by faith, through us by hope, and out of us by the works of love.

Sin comes from not realizing God's love. Sin comes from thinking ourselves only as sinners, while overcoming sin comes from thinking ourselves as overcomers. We act our our perceived identities.

Love is the binding force on every level of existence.