In the gospel, we discover we are far worse off than we thought, and far more loved than we ever dreamed.

God is God and I am not. I can only see a part of the picture He's painting.

Cars are the reason we, you know, people live or die.

I would hate to be a new artist or writer in town today. But somehow the cream continues to rise. If there's one who's great, he just jumps out of the pack like you can't believe.

I know a lot less about God, but the things I know about God, I know a whole lot more, for sure.

There is no greater love than this. There is no greater gift that can ever be given. To be willing to die, so another might live -- there is no greater lover than this.

I believe God weeps over - over death. Jesus wept at the grave the Lazarus. In the Bible, Jesus weeps at death.