At this moment God might not necessarily be a necessity, but know that His absence will of necessity eventually result in His necessity.

If I think about it, I am truly a ‘self-made’ man. For in fact I’ve ‘made’ a real mess out of what God ‘made,’ and I ‘made’ that mess all by myself.

To be rescued rather painfully points out the fact that we don’t have the resources to rescue ourselves. Thanks to the stubbornness of our stale pride we choose to refuse rescue and embrace anguish, which means that the greatest thing that we need to be rescued from is ourselves.

Authentic greatness involves doing great things and then saying that I had nothing to do with it because God had everything to do with it. Anything else is my ego on a bender.

Maybe what I need to be rescued from is the feeling that I don’t need to be rescued, for without a doubt this is the most difficult rescue of all.

In one way or another, every mission that I have ever set out on to rescue myself is yet another mission that I end up needing to be rescued from. Hence, there is God.

To assume that I and I alone have all the answers is to eventually find myself entirely alone without any answers.

We tell ourselves all of the reasons why we’re not lost, which become all of the reasons why we’re never found.

Making oneself large involves intentionally making oneself small.