Nothing is more often misdiagnosed than our homesickness for Heaven. We think that what we want is sex, drugs, alcohol, a new job, a raise, a doctorate, a spouse, a large-screen television, a new car, a cabin in the woods, a condo in Hawaii. What we really want is the person we were made for, Jesus, and the place we were made for, Heaven. Nothing less can satisfy us.

Contrary to common belief, Christian fiction did not begin with Catherine Marshall, Janette Oke, or Frank Peretti.

Don't forget that the most effective form of child abuse is giving a child everything they want.

God doesn't look at just what we give. He also looks at what we keep.

By trusting Christ's redemptive work for us, we can enter into what we long for: the happiness found only in God.

God prospers me not to raise my standard of living, but to raise my standard of giving.

What is good about Good Friday? Why isn't it called Bad Friday? Because out of the appallingly bad came what was inexpressibly good. And the good trumps the bad, because though the bad was temporary, the good is eternal.