Nature was one of the key forces that brought me back to God, for I wanted to know the Artist responsible for beauty such as I saw on grand scale in photos from space telescopes or on minute scale such as in the intricate designs on a butterfly wing.

If God doesn't want something for me, then I shouldn't want it either.

Our confused society badly needs a community of contrast, a counterculture of ordinary pilgrims who insist living a different way. Unlike popular culture, we will lavish attention on the least "deserving" in direct opposition to our celebrity culture's emphasis on success, wealth, and beauty.

[...]women much like this prostitute fled toward Jesus, not away from him. The worse a person felt about herself, the more likely she saw Jesus as a refuge. Has the church lost that gift?

We need faith and the mind of the Lord Jesus to recognize something of lasting value in even our most ordinary tasks.

Misunderstanding must be nakedly exposed before true understanding can begin to flourish.

Jesus was a master of grace: he attracted sinners and moral outcasts even as he offended the religious and responsible people of his day.