If for even a moment I would pull myself away from this mad search for everything that I don't have to take a look at everything that I do have, this mad search would instantly devolve into a calm peace. And if there’s one thing I don’t have that has driven this mad search, you can bet that this is probably it.

Silence is never empty.

I spend my life attempting to create that which I cannot create. Therefore, that which I seek to create forever eludes me, leaving me either utterly frustrated or ever more adamant. Both lead to certain defeat. But if I am wise, this defeat will eventually lead me to the God who long ago created that which my hands cannot. And here I find rest in what I’ve dreamt of, and rest from the failed attempts to create it.

The greatest rest is never determined by where I happen to be, but by the God that I’ve invited to be wherever I happen to be.

Maybe finding ‘peace of mind’ begins by realizing that ‘peace’ will never begin in my ‘mind.’ And if I spend my life paying such a thought ‘no mind,’ never-mind finding ‘peace.

Just knowing that God goes with us changes everything about the place that we’re going, as well as the place we were at before we went there.

True peace cannot be found in a ‘place’. Rather, it is found in a Person who can be with you in any ‘place’.

The greatest battles are not fought winning the war. Rather, they are fought keeping the peace.

The gift in writing is not the accolades of having written. It's the peace of knowing that a life was changed because of what you wrote.