Everything about yesterday has gone with yesterday. Today, it is needed to say new things.

Asleep or awake, writing or reading, whatever you do, you must never be without the remembrance of God.

When the ocean surges, don't let me just hear it. Let it splash inside my chest!

Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop.

The spirit and the body carry different loads and require different attentions. Too often we put the saddlebags on Jesus and let the donkey run loose in the pasture.

And he misses her Like a wind starved sail He sits knowing what direction to go But the current keeps pulling him Down river.

In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs & the floor dances