What excites us the most or likewise scares us the most is when something is exactly what it says it is. And when it comes to Christmas, we’re going to end up finding ourselves on one side of that line or the other.

If I were to be brutally honest with myself, how often is my journey actually a path designed to circumvent my journey?

I am probably no more disgruntled with my fellowman than he is with me.

Truth is not something I create to serve my agenda.  Rather, truth is something created to save me from my agenda.

Sometimes the most mature words that we can say are “I don’t know.” For it is not knowledge that evidences my worth. Rather, it’s the knowledge that an honest man is worth a thousand who are not.

Just because we chose to reject the truth does mean that such an option was actually available to us.

Truth is its own defense, therefore if something can’t speak for itself, it’s not truth.

If truth is relative, then it’s cousin is anarchy.

If I’m going to be frankly honest about my ignorance, the question I should be asking God about life is, “What are the questions I should be asking about life?