In the absence of faith, our dreams will move from feasible aspirations to implausible fantasy.

Most of the things we deem as impossible are only impossible because we’ve given them permission to be impossible.

Any evaluation of who I am is held to the sparseness of who I am without understanding that who I am in union with Who God is renders me capable of being everything that I am not.

Apathy is convincing ourselves that we can’t change things. Oddly enough, faith is convincing ourselves of the same thing. However, the defining difference is that apathy places the onus of change on us, while faith places the onus of change on God working through us.

If I can draw the slightest smile across a single face obliterated by pain, in that act I will have begun to understand the power of an ordinary human being to perform the seemingly impossible in the life of another human being. And how can that experience do anything less than drive me to try and make the world smile.

To ask what the limits of our imagination are suggests that we firmly believe in limits, but we don’t have much faith in imagination.

Maybe the impossible was not based on how life actually worked, but on how we constricted life through our bluntly stunted vision and all the other abhorrent things that we did to keep it safe.

With God, brokenness is nothing more than the stage upon which the impossible is about to happen.

I hike up hills and call them mountains. However, God descends to mountains and calls them stepping stones to heaven. And while the immensity of it all scares me a bit, I think I prefer God’s point of view.