There is no doubt that you will touch a life today. It's just the manner in which you choose to do so, and how that will leave both yourself and everyone you touched once it's over.

It’s not that love lacks power. Rather, it’s that we’re too frightened to submit to a power that will demand vulnerability when we’ve invested the whole of our lives building walls.

Even though you left, I am grateful that I was able to leave a part of me with you. And rather than being selfish and somehow hoping that this part will always remind you of me, I hope that it’s less me and more the good things that I carried with me that might now help carry you.

Authentic love is deciding to live on a one-way street where all the arrows point down the street and not a single one of them point back up to where I’m standing.

As I contemplate a relationship with God, I find that I’m afraid to ride on the coattails of the infinite. But what I fear more than that is spending my life in the coat closet.

Real relationships are the product of time spent, which is why so many of us have so few of them.

Vulnerability creates unimaginable space to build each other up, as much as it creates ample room to tear each other down.

What rubs off on me is hard to rub off. So, I’d better figure out what I rubbing up against.

Betrayal is advancing myself at the expense of the one who I committed myself to advance.