“God made beauty so we’d know how He felt about us.”

Being engaged is a way of doing life, a way of living and loving. It’s about going to extremes and expressing the bright hope that life offers us.

God doesn’t break things so He can fix them; He fixes broken things so He can use them.

What distracts us will begin to define us. We don’t need to swing at every pitch.

Grace works that way. It’s a kind word from a gentle person with an impossible prayer. It’s a force sometimes transmitted best hand to hand in a dark place.

I used to want to fix people, but now I just want to be with them.

Living a life of following Christ means constant interruptions.

Whatever you’re aiming for, God’s better.

What I’ve learned the more time I’ve spent following Jesus is that God delights in answering our impossible prayers.

Cynicism is fear posing as confidence; joy is hope let off the leash.

Small streams don’t plan to be mighty rivers. We just move in a direction; God decides what He’ll have us become.

The world will figure out what we really believe, by watching what we actually do.

We keep asking for answers; God keeps sending us people.

I used to think God wouldn’t talk to me, but now I know I’m just selective with what I choose to hear.

Grace means we don’t need to airbrush our lives to make them look like they’re working.

We get to be God’s plan for the whole world by pointing people toward Him.

There’s a lot to be concerned about; there’s more to be hopeful for.

When you come to Germany as a Jew you have an uneasy feeling, but I’ve always felt okay in Berlin.

I always felt I’ve been tough, and that my tolerance for pain is pretty high.

One can’t paint New York as it is, but rather as it is felt.

I came from a real tough neighborhood. I put my hand in some cement and felt another hand.

I let the other reviewers eat the bad meals, so that I didn’t have to, and my wife and I went out only for the good stuff. And I wrote mostly positive reviews. Not only. But mostly. And, ooooh, it felt an awful lot better.

I’ve always felt like there was a lot of hype around me even when there wasn’t. I felt like everyone was talking about me even when no one was talking about me.

I felt like I played in a very rough football game with no hitting above the waist.

Despite our strongly felt kinship and oneness with nature, all the evidence suggests that nature doesn’t care one whit about us.