3,025 Quotes by Craig D. Lounsbrough

Am I so terribly insecure that every time life hits me I must immediately run off to some mirror and gaze into it in order to make certain that I am who I thought I was? Frankly, what I’d much rather do is rest in who God says I am. Then I can throw all my mirrors away instead of throwing away all my time looking into them.

Jesus was buried in a borrowed tomb because He was planning on returning it to its rightful owner after a short weekend.

When we ask God to leave, He does so. And in the leaving, He takes everything with Him that is of Him. Consequently, that means that we invite in everything that is not of Him. And we might be wise to consider the nature of that invitation and if we really want to extend it.

The next shooting will come. And when it does, we will do absolutely everything within our power to avoid addressing the real issue. And the only answer that I have for an insanity of this magnitude is that we are infinitely more committed to building a culture that feeds our greed than constructing a culture that rests in God.

The world offers us a lot of mirrors, and we spend a whole lot of time standing in front of a whole lot of them. And regardless of which one of these many mirrors we choose, it will never be large enough to take in ‘all that we are’ in order to reflect ‘all that we are’ back to us. For God made you far too marvelous for the mirrors of men. Therefore, you might want to quit standing in front of them.

If the alternative to believing in God is believing in men, then the answer as to why I should believe in God is not only simple, it’s blatantly obvious.

The battle didn’t just happen to happen. Rather, God invited us to the battle so that we could be left utterly breathless at the miraculous way that He won it. And once we witness that kind of victory, our need to fight anything is replaced by His ability to win everything.

It’s not that I don’t believe in God. Rather, it’s that I don’t believe in not believing in God.

Out in nature each day starts by being soft, quiet in a sacred sort of way, gentle in the act of stepping into the awaiting day, and seemingly reflective in it all. And in wondering why God shaped it that way, I have come to realize that to start the day in any other way is not to start the day.