I don’t need a rest from God. What I need is a rest from everything that is not God.

The most critical time in any battle is not when I’m fatigued, it’s when I no longer care.

To be careless in making decisions is to naively believe that a single decision impacts nothing more than that single decision, for a single decision can spawn a thousand others that were entirely unnecessary or it can bring peace to a thousand places we never knew existed.

Why should I care when no one else does? For the simple reason that the most critical time to care is when no one else does.

Oh God, please find it within your heart to grant me a heart that looks after itself only because it has first looked after others. And help me to realize that anything less is not a heart.

Every single day in a thousand different ways, the script that I am writing across the pages of my life is dramatically impacting how others are writing theirs. And if I dare to recognize that I am writing far more scripts than this single one that I hold in my hand, would I not hold the page of this day and apply the pen of how I lived it in an unimaginably different way?

It seems altogether probable that we would live with far greater care if we realized that in living out our day we are in fact writing out our history.

Pure love will always add more to our lives despite how much giving it takes from our lives. So if we’re living with a deficit, we’re not loving with purity.

Sometimes we have to pretend that we don’t care in order to protect ourselves from the fact that we do. And the thing that we have to pretend the most is that this actually works.