“God is so immense that if he were ‘too visible,’ people would give forced compliance without expressing their heart. So God made it possible, in enormous love, for us to live as if he were not there.”

Jesus gave the world its most influential movement.

There is a world of difference between being friendly to someone because they’re useful to you and being someone’s friend.

It’s better to have the faith to embrace reality with all its pain than to cling to the false comfort of a painless fantasy.

To love someone is to desire and work toward their becoming the best version of themselves. The one person in all the universe who can do this perfectly for you is God.

Hurry is not just a disordered schedule. Hurry is a disordered heart.

A boss who interrupts an employee a lot is called an extrovert, whereas an employee who interrupts a boss too often is called an ex-employee.

Acceptance is an act of the heart. To accept someone is to affirm to them that you think it’s a very good thing they are alive.

For the soul to be well, it needs to be with God.

Too often we argue about Christianity instead of marveling at Jesus.

Spiritual transformation is not a matter of trying harder, but of training wisely.

Over and over in the Bible, it is fear that threatens to keep people from trusting and obeying God.

Going in faith does not necessarily mean going with serenity or without doubts. Faith can be difficult.

God is a God of endless opportunities to do good; the God of the open door.

If we are serious about loving God, we must begin with people, all people. And especially we must learn to love those that the world generally discards.

Waiting on the Lord is a confident, disciplined, expectant, active, sometimes painful clinging to God.

You can only love and be loved to the extent that you know and are known by somebody.

No honey for me, if it comes with a bee.

I don’t think I have nerves of steel, far from it, but I can certainly stand up to things. I am not afraid to look suffering straight in the eyes.

The days that are still to come are the wisest witnesses.

There’s a bit of testicle at the bottom of our most sublime feelings and our purest tenderness.

Once in a while it vanishes – in the sense that I become deaf to beauty for a week or two or three.

The whole planet is waiting for someone to do it first.

Time. There is much time left and lots of life seasons. There is much to see, to do, and to be.

I am disappointed with myself. I am disappointed not so much with the particular things I have done as with the aspects of who I have become. I have a nagging sense that all is not as it should be.