“The Bible is to your soul what bread is to your body. You need it daily. One good meal does not suffice for a lifetime.”

Each life is made up of mistakes and learning, waiting and growing, practicing patience and being persistent.

Christ not only died for all: He died for each.

If ever there was a time this country needed the intervention of God, it is now.

Don’t worry about what you can’t do; focus instead on what you can do… and then do it.

If you don’t make a decision then time will make it for you and time will always side against you!

The Christian life is not a constant high. I have my moments of deep discouragement. I have to go to God in prayer with tears in my eyes, and say, ‘O God, forgive me,’ or ‘Help me.’

God does not call us to be successful, but to be obedient.

I’ve read the last page of the Bible. It’s all going to turn out all right.

Becoming a Christian is the work of a moment; being a Christian is the work of a lifetime.

Even if we may not always understand why God allows certain things to happen to us, we can know He is able to bring good out of evil, and triumph out of suffering.

You can’t control the length of your life. You can control the depth

The way we live often speaks far louder than our words.

Mountaintops are for views and inspiration, but fruit is grown in the valleys.

All around you are people whose lives are filled with trouble and sorrow, and they need your compassion and encouragement.

God will never send anybody to hell. If man goes to hell, he goes by his own free choice.

Someday your life will be over, no matter how much attention you give to your health. Will you look back with regret, because you nourished your body but starved your soul?

I fought, I fought harder, but one cell at a time, panic crept into my body, taking me over.

I wanted to get really fit. I wanted to lose some weight. So I’ve been doing Pilates and yoga, trying to lean out my body so I won’t be bulky.

The body is but a vessel to carry the soul. A container ship to protect it as it passes through this world.

If your thighs touch, don’t be scared. They are just kissing; it’s a love affair.

I was built this way for a reason, so I’m going to use it.

Your flesh is like the ocean. Let it wave, rise, ripple, and soar in all its glorious commotion.

It is suggested to us a million times a day that our bodies are projects. They aren’t. Our lives are. Our spirituality is. Our relationships are. Our work is.

To this day, I don’t love my arms. People want more fit arms, but my arms are too fit. But I’m not complaining. They pay my bills.