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.
Security is not found in the absence of danger, but in the presence of Jesus.
Without the anticipation of better things ahead, we will have no heart for the journey.
Worship is the act of the abandoned heart adoring its God.
God endowed you with a glory when he created you, a glory so deep and mythic that all creation pales in comparison.
The point is the love story. We live in a love story in the midst of war.
A man does not go to a woman to get his strength; he goes to her to offer it.
We are made in the image of God; we carry within us the desire for our true life of intimacy and adventure. To say we want less than that is to lie.
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.
To be in theater you have to be a kind of psychologist, for you’re always trying to understand character and motives.
Desire, both the whispers and the shouts, is the map we have been given to find the only life worth living.
The most dangerous man on earth is the man who has reckoned with his own death. All men die; few men ever really live.
Eve is a life giver; she is Adam’s ally. It is to both of them that the charter for adventure is given. It will take both of them to sustain life. And they will both need to fight together.
Henri Nouwen once asked Mother Teresa for spiritual direction. Spend one hour each day in adoration of your Lord, she said, and never do anything you know is wrong. Follow this and you’ll be fine.
You can’t fight a battle you don’t think exists.
We don’t live in the Garden. We live far from Eden. Every life is full of heartaches. Every life, frankly, is unspeakably sad.
Story is the language of the heart.
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.
He is the playfulness of creation, scandal and utter goodness, the generosity of the ocean and the ferocity of a thunderstorm; he is cunning as a snake and gentle as a whisper; the gladness of sunshine and the humility of a thirty-mile walk by foot on a dirt road.
The real you is on the side of God against the false self.