“The way we treat people we disagree with most is a report card on what we’ve learned about love.”

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.

Love is never stationary.

I once heard somebody say that God had closed a door on an opportunity they had hoped for. But I’ve always wondered if when we want to do something that we know is right and good,

It is natural for me to ignore autograph seekers, but God wants me to share my testimony card with them and be loving. That power and initiative comes from him.

Let everyone witness how many different cards fortune has up her sleeve when she wants to ruin a man.

Trust everyone, but always cut the cards.

I ignore Hallmark Holidays. And this comes from a guy who has sold a million Opus greeting cards.

I drink a lot, probably too much. My scene while writing lyrics is always a bottle of scotch and stacks of note cards, pencil and pencil sharpener. I throw around note cards and drink.

Upscale young men seem to go for the kind of woman who plays with a full deck of credit cards.

For me, the card catalog has been a companion all my working life. To leave it is like leaving the house one was brought up in.

I don’t like expeditions where it is a total lottery whether you live or die. You have to keep those sort of good luck cards for rare occasions!