There’s not much that I can find in places where there is nothing to find. However, to avoid facing God I find myself spending a lot of time in those very places.

Waiting on the Lord is the decision to abandon my time-table because it only has two legs.

I spend a whole lot of time in a whole lot of places that don’t do me a whole lot of good, when God has spent a whole lot of time inviting me to spend the whole of eternity with Him.

It’s not ‘time’ for God, for there was never a time that was not a time for Him. What it’s ‘time’ for is our realization that we’ve needed Him all the time and we just never took the time to realize that.

Has my life been cheated by the shortness of the time afforded me, or is it possible that the greater part of my life has been saved for a time where there is no time?

Real relationships are the product of time spent, which is why so many of us have so few of them.

I while away my time wishing I were someone else when simply being me is the most magnificent thing I could ever wish to do.

I love sunrises and sunsets. But what I really love is the space that I have in-between them to do something incredible.

Although it pains me to admit it, I am quite familiar with the holes in life. And this familiarity is due to the fact that I spend far more time in these holes than I spend on the paths that brought me to them.