“If a man is ever to find out who he is and what he is here for, he has got to take that journey for himself. He has got to get his heart back.”

What strikes me about Jesus is that he is a remarkably true person; he never changes his personality to fit in with whatever crowd he finds himself. He is simply himself, and he never plays to his audience.

I wasn’t mean; I wasn’t evil. I was nice. And let me tell you, a hesitant man is the last thing in the world a woman needs. She needs a lover and a warrior, not a Really Nice Guy.

A man must have a battle to fight, a great mission to his life that involves and yet transcends even home and family.

When a woman forsakes her vulnerability because she’s been hurt or because she lives in a dangerous world or doesn’t want to be used, she loses something essential about being a woman.

Security is not found in the absence of danger, but in the presence of Jesus.

You live in a world at war. Spiritual attack must be a category you think in or you will misunderstand more than half of what happens in your marriage.

Caring for your heart is also how you protect your relationship with God. The heart is where we commune with him. It is where we hear his voice. Most of the folks I know who have never heard God speak to them are the same folks who live far from their hearts.

Faith looks back and draws courage; hope looks ahead, and keeps desire alive.

I’m married. I have three children. I have a mortgage to pay. The plumbing breaks and the yard needs trimming. However, what my wife and children need most from me is my passion for them.

A true knowledge of Jesus is our greatest need and our greatest happiness.

Caring for our own hearts isn’t selfishness; it’s how we begin to love.

So long as man remains no real threat to the Enemy, Satan’s line to him is ‘You’re fine’. But after you do take sides, it becomes ‘Your heart is bad and you know it’.

Reading the Gospels, without the personality of Jesus, is like watching television with the sound turned off.

Truth be told, most of us are faking our way through life. We pick only those battles we are sure to win, only those adventures we are sure to handle, only those beauties we are sure to rescue.

It takes great courage to be vulnerable. It takes enormous strength to be a real woman.

Story is the language of the heart.