For such a time as now, we live shaped like a Cross, reaching right out, because this how He begins to reshape the world.
God’s Word is the only thing that never falls apart — and holds us when we are falling apart.
What seems like the discouraging ashes of your hopes — can be the nurturing ashes of your growth.
You only need fear the Truth of anything — if you think Christ isn’t capable of redeeming everything.
We get to be like Jesus to people as they march to their own drum. And it’s only Jesus who gets to change drums.
Having Christian convictions can’t ever negate having Christ’s compassion.
It’s the story of anyone who longs for grace, and when grace finds you, you can’t keep it to yourself.
He speaks a new word, and avails a new work. My daughter. My son. And the work of our healing begins.
As His followers, we are called to reflect His priorities and to respond as if one of our own sons or daughters were in pain.
Grace is the answer we are often too stubborn to believe, and often too proud to receive.
Sometimes, for a season, all we can expect from ourselves is to sit on the floor and breathe.
God invites our questions and pleadings rather than our despair and silence.
You don’t have to pull yourself up by the bootstraps — you just have to let Jesus draw close.
When you find yourself in the real deep end — that’s when you know He’s real.
