If you've been foolish enough to underestimate the power of prayer then you've probably been naive enough to overestimate the power of everything else.

I am amazed that without any hesitation whatsoever I can completely believe myself to be on a grand journey of massive vistas and bold ascents, only to find that they are nothing more than a figment of a frightened imagination that needed a journey but could not admit to the fear of actually taking one.

If as an adult I have scolded and then silenced the child within me, I contend that I am neither an adult nor a child. Rather, I am just plain ignorant.

Being lost without knowing that we’re lost means that we have no idea that we need to be found. And if you have a hard time believing that that’s just about as lost as you can get, watch the news.

A lot of the situations that we put ourselves in are similar to a cat in a yard full of dogs. We rarely ask ourselves how we got here, (which doesn’t help with the question of how we get out of here), all of which rarely keeps us from finding ourselves in the next yard asking the same questions.

Ignorance might be bliss, but it also has teeth.

I pray that I am never so foolishly naive or roguishly pompous to think that I can be the captain of my own ship, for if God is not at the helm my ship will soon be at the bottom.

Most often, what I don’t know will have a vastly greater bearing on my life that what I do know.

How is digging a hole part of the process of getting out of one? The fact is, the people who can answer that question are so far down some hole that they couldn’t hear the question even if you shouted it.