“Sometimes our brains are our own worst enemy because grace isn’t logical.”

God is not in a hurry to fix us. Our behavior is not his first priority. We are his first priority. Loving us, knowing us, affirming us, protecting us. That is his top goal and his main concern.

Sometimes God takes your life for some crazy twists and turns.

What we do on Sunday absolutely doesn’t matter unless it meets us on Monday. Changes us on Monday. Transforms us on Monday.

Rules are not bad, but they can’t save anyone.

We need to abandon our scale and adopt God’s because our misguided labels keep us from the right kind of interaction with people.

The Bible is meant to be down-to-earth. It was written for real people facing real issues.

If we could get people to think about Jesus, we reasoned, Jesus was more than able to reveal himself to them.

Indifference was our greatest enemy.

When we meet grace, it becomes the fuel of our faith. We pray, we read our Bibles, we worship and we live the purest lifestyle we can because we love a person.

When you look in the eyes of grace, when you meet grace, when you embrace grace, when you see the nail prints in grace’s hands and the fire in his eyes, when you feel his relentless love for you – it will not motivate you to sin. It will motivate you to righteousness.

God transforms us one area at a time.

Grace is a person. And his name is Jesus.

You didnt access love, love accessed you!

Once you savor God’s goodness, sin holds no lasting appeal.

Grace is God-given power to live differently.

We are often harsher judges than God himself.

Unlike any other nation, here the people rule, and their will is the supreme law. It is sometimes sneeringly said by those who do not like free government, that here we count heads. True, heads are counted, but brains also.

My IQ is somewhere between Spiro Agnew’s and Albert Einstein’s.

The first virtue of a young man today – that is, for the next fifty years perhaps, as long as we live in fear, and religion has regained its powers – is to be incapable of enthusiasm and not to have much in the way of brains.

My eye, my brain, are images, parts of my body. How could my brain contain images since it is one image among others?

Music bypasses the brain and goes straight to the heart. I wish my life had more of it.

I took my grandmother to the emergency room. The doctor said that she was on an artificial life support system, and that although her brain was dead her heart was still beating. I though, “we’ve never had a democrat in the family before”.

The truth is that brains have little to do with either the making or accumulating of money.

Homo sapiens, the only creature endowed with reason, is also the only creature to pin its existence on things unreasonable.