Wow.” Lisa motioned for Keith to stop for a moment. “Look at this place. It’s like the perfect family house. The porch and the windows, even from here, it feels like the walls have seen a lifetime of love.
The way of a fool seems right to him, but a wise man listens to advice.
The eagle had two natural enemies: storms and serpents. He embraced the storm, waiting on the rock for the right thermal current and then using that to carry him higher. While other birds were taking cover, the eagle was soaring. An eagle would never fight against the storms of life.
My parents used to say faith wasn’t something you could pretend about. It wasn’t real unless it looked like faith and acted like faith.
We must remember how to love, remember what’s important, and remember God’s truth as it applies to our relationships.
People were never meant to be idols. We aren’t supposed to be worshipped. Only God deserves that kind of praise.
God, please now my future see, make it clear where I should be. Open windows, close the doors, not my will, my God, but Yours.
My characters are not plastic.
There were times when I was so sick of talking about the Bible.
You need to get down among the people who are the dirtiest and dustiest, and the depravity, and you need to see Christ’s light shining there.
I developed a deep sadness for celebrities, a pity that they often are caught in a plastic world that runs too hard and too fast, and that many times that world means destroyed relationships with everyone they know and love.
The general market wants what I do.
Reader loyalty will stay because I’m not changing.
Forgiveness makes you feel better. As soon as you forgive, you’re free.
Because love was a light that wouldn’t allow darkness to reign in his soul.
It’s not how we fall that defines us as Christians. It’s how we get up again.
Perfect love drives out fear.
I came to Christ in my early 20s.
A verse came to mind, one that has comforted Kari before. It was the shortest verse in the Bible: Jesus wept. If he cried over Jerusalem, if he cried over the death of Lazarus, surely he was crying now over the death of her dreams, the death of her marriage.
I write about true-life type things.
I’m probably the most loquacious author when it comes to my dedications. The reason is there is some symbolism there. I’ve been writing these books, bringing these stories to my readers who I love so much, and I have a greater love for my family.