“It’s time to blow out the candles on the pity party cake.”

God always gets the glory when Jesus comes.

Gratitude grows from a seed called grace. If you’re not grateful you might still be trying to earn what God freely gives.

God never seems to work at the speed that we want Him to.

Quit trying to do what I already know you can’t do and let Christ do what only He can through you.

Worship starts with seeing something great and then reflecting it to the world. Let’s see God so we can reflect God.

Jesus has enough, is enough, and will be enough.

God’s plans for your life far exceed the circumstances of your day.

When God breathes He breathes on hard-hearted people.

The stakes are too high for us to die with a small vision.

It’s horrifying and absurd to think that there are currently more slaves on earth than at any other time in human history.

No big shocker that following Jesus is costly. The best things in life always are.

God doesn’t call people to a job description, He calls people to Himself and His mission in the world.

Brokenness is the bow from which God launches the arrow of healing.

It’s not that we should declare the praises of God. It’s that we may.

But to mean it when I say that I want my life to count for His glory is to drive a stake through the heart of self – a painful and determined dying to me that must be a part of every day I live.

It is not God’s will that you limp along in life believing that you are inadequate.

Before she knew it was candles, did she think she’d done it herself? With the amazing turns of her hips.

I have candles going, and small objects that remind me of what I am working on, or bring me into the world of the character.

She was the kind of person who would rather light a candle than curse the darkness.

Grief does not expire like a candle or the beacon on a lighthouse. It simply changes temperature. It becomes a kind of personal weather system.

Attempting to understand consciousness with your mind, is like trying to illuminate the sun with a candle.

Behold a candle, how it gives its light. It weeps its life away drop by drop in order to give forth its flame of light.

Do not become the candle that gives light to others but itself remains in darkness.

Girl, there ain’t a boy in this town who can hold a candle to Beau Vincent with his shirt off.