“Helpless does not equal worthless.”

Do not be afraid, for he has already conquered tomorrow.

God, I know you’ve been there. I know you’ve been there even if I didn’t feel you. I ask you open my heart up to you when I want to close it.

When the dark is near and the light is far, I will run. I will run with open arms to the light.

Lord, help me to not walk the path of anxiety or worry, but in the path you have willed for me.

What an injustice on your life that would be: to base your decisions on fear.

You have called me to be your daughter, your servant, your friend, to be a vessel of your light in this dark world.

Not everything needs a reaction. Save you energy and care for things that genuinely matter.

When you become secure enough in your own capabilities and path, what people try to negatively project on you doesn’t matter.

You were worth it when he died on the cross for you.

Death will render all your possessions useless.

It is okay to not be in control.

Other people need to be seen too. So be kind.

It is important allow to feel what I feel, but not to let it dictate my day or week or life.

Even though negativity begs for my attention, I will still choose to focus on the joy in my life.

Allow yourself to fill with grace, for you have come so far.

Do not give the devil a chance to work on you.

I want to be blunt: We should not be fighting about equal pay for equal work, and access to birth control, in 2012. These issues were resolved years ago – until the Republicans brought them back.

In the gates of eternity the black hand and the white hand hold each other with equal clasp.

I thought about how easily we are all brainwashed by our society and culture to stop thinking and just assume by default that more money equals more success and more happiness, when ultimately happiness is really just about enjoying life.

First of all, I’m no better than the next person.

One of the things I have always said about the man-woman relationship is that I don’t want anybody to walk ahead of me, and I don’t want anybody to walk behind me. I want a man who will walk along beside me. And that’s how I feel about equal rights.

The first woman was created from the rib of a man. She was not made from his head to top him, nor from his feet to be trampled on by him, but out of his side to be equal to him.

Love of God is pure when joy and suffering inspire an equal degree of gratitude.

All men are free and equal in the grave, if it comes to that.