In my impatience I become convinced that this desire of mine should have been fulfilled yesterday, when it belongs to a tomorrow that yesterday would have killed had I had my way.

Our greatest enemy is devious enough to tell us that we are our greatest asset, and that the investment of the whole of ourselves into the whole of ourselves represents the whole of our life. But what the person in the mirror is not telling you is what kind of ‘hole’ that will actually dig.

If I can’t quite figure out what an ego is, all I have to do is look for the thing that’s killing itself in the very act of feeding itself.

Freedom exercised without the tempering of wisdom and the guidance of ethics is freedom gone rogue. And freedom gone rogue is no longer freedom. Rather, it is the rather effective method by which we’ve now chosen to destroy ourselves.

God poses no threat to me other than keeping me from being my own greatest threat.

We’ve come to believe in what people say about God for the singular reason that it grants us the excuse not to believe in who He actually is so that we can continue to be who we actually are not.

If I choose to take the pen from God and write the story of my life without Him, I better have plenty of erasers and a whole lot of white-out. Better yet, I should invest in a good shredder.

Entitlement is the shovel that digs a grave of greed. And there are those of us who stand at the bottom of such a grave having thrown out the last shovel full of dirt, never realizing that the grave that we’ve dug is our own until the same shovel suddenly starts backfilling the hole.

A focus on self-preservation is a choice for self-destruction.