“God endowed you with a glory when he created you, a glory so deep and mythic that all creation pales in comparison.”

Christianity has basically communicated to men that the reason God put you on this Earth is to be a good boy. Mind your manners, be a nice guy. That’s soul killing!

The point is the love story. We live in a love story in the midst of war.

If only Jesus’ followers shared his personality. That one shift alone would correct so many of the ridiculous and horrifying things that pass for popular Christianity.

The meaning of our lives is revealed through experiences that at first seem at odds with each other–moments we wish would never end and moments we wish had never begun.

Instead of asking, ‘What should a woman do – what is her role?’ it would be far more helpful to ask, ‘What is a woman—what is her design?’ and, ‘Why did God place Woman in our midst?

In the end, it doesn’t matter how well we have performed or what we have accomplished—a life without heart is not worth living.

A man needs a much bigger orbit than a woman. He needs a mission, a life purpose, and he needs to know his name. Only then is he fit for a woman, for only then does he have something to invite her into.

A wound that goes unacknowledged and unwept is a wound that cannot heal.

We don’t see clearly because we don’t see with the eyes of our heart.

Every man is a warrior inside. But the choice to fight is his own.

Desire, both the whispers and the shouts, is the map we have been given to find the only life worth living.

My heart matters to God. My heart has always mattered to him.

A man does not go to a woman to get his strength; he goes to her to offer it.

But a wound unfelt is a wound unhealed.

We don’t live in the Garden. We live far from Eden. Every life is full of heartaches. Every life, frankly, is unspeakably sad.

Every man carries a wound. I have never met a man without one. No matter how good your life may have seemed to you, you live in a broken world full of broken people.