Abundant living is realizing that life is a privilege whether it’s adhering to our scripts or not.

Imagination envisions what could be. Reality states what is. And when my journey is shaped by one of these at the exclusion of the other, I will eventually wake up on some road facing the ‘reality’ that I’m far more lost than I could have ‘imagined’.

We can live out our lives, and in the end realize that we never really ‘lived’ a day in our lives.

To be thankful for one thing is infinitely more powerful than to be bitter about a hundred others.

At the end, a journey based on my imagination will leave me imagining that I should have engaged the very thing I used my imagination to avoid.

Don’t think for a moment that there’s nothing to be learned from the people who’ve failed us. For some of the greatest lessons that we’ve been granted are from those who showed us how ‘not’ to do something. And we’d be wise to remember that some of those people are us.

The real promise in too many promises is a promise that I’m going to be disappointed.

I have diligently disciplined my life to search out life’s gifts in the places where life stores its scraps.

Of course I fear the journey. For if I didn’t, I’d be left with the horribly disappointing sense that it was never big enough. And if there’s something I should fear, that would be it.