When you enter the voting booth, don't leave your Christianity in the parking lot.

To know that God knows everything about me and yet loves me is indeed my ultimate consolation.

If you don't know you're in a state of grace, then you're vulnerable to the paralysis of the accusations of the enemy.

I cannot have God in my heart if he is not in my head. Before I can believe in, I must believe that.

To be conformed to this world is to risk the loss of one’s eternal soul.

It’s dangerous to assume that because a person is drawn to holiness in his study that he is thereby a holy man. There is irony here. I am sure that the reason I have a deep hunger to learn of the holiness of God is precisely because I am not holy. I am a profane man—a man who spends more time out of the temple than in it. But I have had just enough of a taste of the majesty of God to want more. I know what it means to be a forgiven man and what it means to be sent on a mission. My soul cries for more. My soul needs more.

Scripture does not say that God is 'love, love, love' or that He is 'wrath, wrath, wrath,' but that He is 'holy, holy, holy.'