You're the type who thinks of the glass as being half full, instead of half empty. "No," she said, "I'm just grateful for the glass.

I have come to believe that we do not walk alone in this life. There are others, fellow sojourners, whose journeys are interwoven with ours in seemingly random patterns, yet, in the end, have been carefully placed to reveal a remarkable tapestry. I believe God is the weaver at that loom.

Psychologists tested the story of the Good Samaritan. What they learned gives us reason to pause. The greatest determinant of who stopped to help the stranger in need was not compassion, morality, or religious creed. It was those who had the time. Makes me wonder if I have time to do good.

I've yet to read a love story that compares with mine.

Feelings can be like wild animals-we underrate how fierce they are until we've opened their cage

Some so fear the future that they suffocate the present. It's like committing suicide to avoid being murdered.

The shackles of belief, when reinforced by fear, are difficult to break free from and rarely done.