How big we are ‘not’ is evidenced when we stand face-to-face with everything else, including ourselves.

The woods invite me into themselves so that I might be drawn out of myself. And if I have never engaged in such an exchange, I will find myself a man so full of myself that I am nothing but myself. And that is a terribly small thing to be.

Thinking that one can love too much suggests that our own heart is simply too small.

God’s genius is as wide as the cosmos, while by comparison our intelligence can find room on the head of a pin.

We think that we miss things because they are too small. But when it comes to God, I think that we miss Him because He is too big, for we assume that nothing that big would be interested in something as small as us.

If I make something as small as myself, it will never be as great as I need it to be in order to help me quit being as small as I've chosen to be.

Fear happens when I can no longer see how small the situation is because I’ve lost the sense of how big God is.

What I need is far too big for me to find, yet I am never too small to be found by it.

When my vision is numbed by apathy and narrowed by mediocrity, I can stand in the presence of great things and fail to see even the smallest of things.