3,025 Quotes by Craig D. Lounsbrough

Today is the fodder of tomorrow’s dreams, so we’d be wise to invest in today so that we don’t show up with empty hands tomorrow.

It’s not the length of my stride. It’s the fact that I’m walking.

Self-preservation is to hunker down in the suffocating confines of this infinitesimally tiny existence that I define as ‘me,’ instead of letting ‘me’ run through the infinitely massive expanse of everything that is not me. And if the beast of self-preservation does not permit such freedoms, I will preserve myself to my own death.

The amount of energy that I possess always falls wincingly short of the size of my dreams. Therefore, such a horribly frustrating contradiction has driven me to the singular conviction that the only dreams that God has given me are the dreams that cannot be achieved without Him.

We’re either ‘running from’ something or ‘running to’ something. And I think that true freedom is ‘resting in’ something.

To love is to risk.  To not love is also to risk.  Yet when it comes to love, the greatest risk is incurred when we give risk that much power.

And so the seasons turn, leaving the parting season holding out the sure and certain promise of the one to come. And if we are sufficiently naïve to refuse to relinquish the season that is passing, we will completely forfeit the promise of the one for which the passing season existed.

Life is the march of all things resurrected and being resurrected. Behind each flower, every tree, each nesting bird, every breath that we take, and every cherished dream that we hold there runs this irrepressible theme of resurrection. For life is not so shallow or weak or inattentive as to permit the finality of an end.

A memorial is the touchstone that incessantly reminds us that in a world of decay, great things are not held only to history. For great things always arise in the midst of great decay, for that is what makes them great.