“You can’t live with no passion, no zeal: get up, go to work, come home, do it all again. That flame won’t grow without you stirring it.”

This is a new day. God is doing a new thing.

Instead of complaining about the valley, being discouraged over what you’re going through, know that valley is leading you to the awesome future God has in store.

God is saying, “Get ready, I’m about to restore the years. Your latter days will be better than your former days.

Nothing can stand against our God. No sickness is too great, no addiction too strong, no enemy too powerful.

When you’re in difficult times, don’t just say what you feel, what you think, what you want. Say what God says about your situation.

When it’s the right time, when it all comes together, it’s going to work for your good. You’re going to see the hand of God.

Have a big vision; believe for what seems impossible.

There’s power in the broken pieces. Your brokenness can become your breakthrough.

You can’t see it, but God is working behind the scenes. He’s making things happen that you couldn’t make happen.

Sometimes God will take things away that we think we need, so we’ll have to depend on Him and not people.

Trust Him with the open doors and trust Him with the closed doors.

It may feel like God has forgotten about you, but your time is coming.

You’re the one to set a new standard. You’re the one to defy the odds.

We fight too many battles that don’t matter.

God is working in the trouble. He’s working in that situation that’s difficult.

God is saying, “Be still and know that I am God.

Today there are opportunities that no one knows if they will come round again in the future.

I love you now for what we’ve already shared, and I love you now in anticipation of all that’s to come.

I have fun like a child in the street. When the day comes when I’m not enjoying it, I will leave football.

If there ever comes a day when we can’t be together, keep me in your heart. I’ll stay there forever.

True love has the power of coming back.

Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.

I’ve come too far, and I don’t know how to get back.

Rumours voiced by women come to nothing.