“The lord does not wade in shallow waters.”

The pain of inevitable loss should never outweigh the privilege of love.

Dear swimmer, saltwater’s not for sinking it’s supposed to help you float. – float.

I’ll write my secrets in the sand next to driftwood and seashells then let the waves wash them away. Wishing forgetting was that easy. – secrets in the sand.

We make time for the things that matter most to us – I guess I didn’t matter much to myself.

We listen less often because the sound of silence is deafening to us.

I’m in a constant state of finding myself then losing her all over agin. – the cycle.

If you stay long enough I’ll turn you into poetry. – please stay.

Silence is a death sentence when your voice can save a life.

Life really falls like gentle rain in june instead it tries to drown us by a sudden monsoon.

I wonder how different the world would be if we all said what we meant and meant what we said? – speak up.

I know your story is hard to tell without choking up or caving in but the world could learn a lesson or two from the one who weathered silent storms. – silent storms.

A bleeding heart takes longer to catch up with the rationale of a busy mind. – emotions aren’t linear.

You can’t blame her for drifting away when you never asked her ship to stay. – abandonment ship.

I like my name better when its tied to yours.

As ocean waves never cease to pursue the shoreline and the sun gives his blessing over their daily union. I’m reminded of steadfast love persistent on pursuing each other. – stead fast love.

Blue green orange red. I could eat all the colors of the rainbow and still see life in black-and-white reruns I’ve watched a thousand times. – rumination.

God loves human beings. God loves the world. Not an ideal human, but human beings as they are; not an ideal world, but the real world. What we find repulsive in their opposition to God, what we shrink back from with pain and hostility, namely, real human beings, the real world, this is for God the ground of unfathomable love.

Fate would have no divinity if we were wise: it is we who make her a goddess and place her in heaven.

Venus is kind to creatures as young as we; We know not what we do, and while we’re young We have the right to live and love like gods.

It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.

We must be ready to allow ourselves to be interrupted by God. God will be constantly crossing our paths and canceling our plans by sending us people with claims and petitions.

Christianity without discipleship is always Christianity without Christ.

May God in his mercy lead us through these times; but above all, may he lead us to himself.

Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.