“Christ alone can bring lasting peace – peace with God – peace among men and nations – and peace within our hearts.”

Christianity is not a spectator sport. It’s something in which we become totally involved.

It was not the people or the Roman soldiers who put Jesus on the cross – it was your sins and my sins that made it necessary for Him to volunteer His death.

It may be difficult to understand why a test comes our way, but we must never forget that the test is accomplishing refining and purification.

While our world is shaking and crumbling, we need to realize that one thing will never change, and that is God. He is the same today as he was ten million years ago, and will be the same ten million years from today.

In some ways, Christians are homeless. Our true home is waiting for us, prepared by the Lord Jesus Christ.

We are the Bibles the world is reading; We are the creeds the world is needing; We are the sermons the world is heeding.

There is nothing wrong with men possessing riches. The wrong comes when riches possess men.

God proved His love on the Cross. When Christ hung, and bled, and died, it was God saying to the world, ‘I love you.’

When wealth is lost, nothing is lost; when health is lost, something is lost; when character is lost, all is lost.

If your faith isn’t rooted in the Bible, it will wither like a plant pulled out of the soil.

If people are kicking you in the behind, at least you’re in front of them.

The farther we get from God, the more the world spirals out of control.

Knowing we will be with Christ forever far outweighs our burdens today! Keep your eyes on eternity!

The will of God will not take us where the grace of God cannot sustain us.

A suffering person does not need a lecture – he needs a listener.

My one purpose in life is to help people find a personal relationship with God, which, I believe, comes through knowing Christ.

I’ve loved you from the very first moment. But I still have to figure out how to love myself.

Do not let your emotions define your reality.

I was tired of begging people to stay when they wanted to leave.

I am still looking for a soft heart in the eyes of a someone. A wild and innocent soul. Always breathless to take in a new horizon. Someone who is waiting to drive into the night and wants me to join them.

The awful thing is that beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and the devil are fighting there and the battlefield is the heart of man.

Breathing is hard, my mind and heart both at war. This anxiety makes my living so hard!

They say diamonds are made under pressure, but what if I made of glass? and what if I’ll break?

All this time I have been masquerading as a soul complete.