Having lived with nothing is the gift that allows me to appreciate the privilege of having everything.

There’s not much that I can find in places where there is nothing to find. However, to avoid facing God I find myself spending a lot of time in those very places.

The genius in Christmas is that it changes the trajectory of everything through a baby who was born into nothing. And if we have any shred of genius in us at all, it will be evidenced by our willingness to embrace that ‘everything’ out of our ‘nothing.

To end my life having exhausted the whole of it in the pursuit of worldly things means that I will die holding no things. But to exhaust the whole of it in the pursuit of God means that I will die holding all things. And the difference between the two is everything.

Doing ‘nothing’ is often cowardice that we’ve dressed up to look like discretion.

I wonder if it’s in losing everything that we realize that all we’ve lost is the ‘nothing’ that we mistakenly thought was ‘everything.

Quite often, the consequence of doing nothing is greater than the consequence of actually having done something and having done it wrong.

What I’m left with when I have nothing left is the satisfaction of knowing that I left nothing for myself in the service of someone else.

If we have nothing to live for, we have to create something to live for.