“You’re never without hope, because you’re never without prayer.”

Faith is the bird that sings while it is yet dark.

A woman’s heart should be so hidden in God that a man has to seek Him just to find her.

Our prayers may be awkward. Our attempts may be feeble. But since the power of prayer is in the One who hears it and not in the one who says it, our prayers do make a difference.

First, God does not send people to hell. He simply honors their choice. Hell is the ultimate expression of God’s high regard for the dignity of man. He has never forced us to choose Him, even when that means we would choose Hell.

You may go days without thinking of God, but there’s never a moment when He’s not thinking of you.

Engage with the Bible. Meditate on it day and night. Think and rethink about God’s Word. Let it be your guide. Make it your go-to book for questions. Let it be the ultimate authority in your life.

God gives us people to love and things to use, not things to love and people to use.

Feed your fears and your faith will starve. Feed your faith, and your fears will.

Prayer pushes us through life’s slumps, propels us over the humps and pulls us out of the dumps. Prayer is the oomph we need to get the answers we seek.

The key is this: Meet today’s problems with today’s strength. Don’t start tackling tomorrow’s problems until tomorrow. You do not have tomorrow’s strength yet. You simply have enough for today.

Never underestimate the power that comes when a parent pleads with God on behalf of a child.

God can’t fill you when you are already full of yourself.

A season of suffering is a small assignment when compared to the reward. Rather than begrudge your problem, explore it. Ponder it. And most of all, use it. Use it to the glory of God.

You are never more like Jesus than when you pray for others. Pray for this hurting world.

God has proven himself as a faithful father. Now it falls to us to be trusting children.

When we put someone in our jail cell of hatred, we are stuck guarding the door.

There is hope finding you and there is you finding hope.

Hope is a passion for the possible.

And I hope you know that would shake the world to its core if it meant taking away some of your pain.

Paint your scars with the ink of hope.

Happiness is found by filling your voids with a leap of faith.

I just hope that when I die my body is full of scars telling a beautiful life.

I hope you realize how special you are, how your existence brings light to the people around you just like the moon and the dark night sky.

Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper.