If we speak in truth it may not always feel good, but it will always be right.

Most of our fears are borrowed. Since that’s the case, we should get busy returning them.

It is in taking a great thought and wrapping the entirety of it in a handful of simple words that the rouge defenses of the heart are breeched and the soul falls to the light.

We don’t have the power to change reality. However, we do have the power to destroy ourselves in the effort to avoid it.

Look as I might, none of the Bibles that I have ever owned came with a set of editing pencils or a pack of whiteout.

Self-serving biases and self-centered agendas are cotton jammed in the ears of our conscience. Even if truth shouts, we can’t hear it.

Rewriting the narrative so as to make my life what I want it to be is the stuff of fiction penned by the hands of fools who have yet to realize that truth writes stories bigger than any eraser fiction can conjure up.

Redefining reality evidences that there is a reality to redefine, it’s just that we’re not pleased with whatever that reality is. And given the unchangeable nature of reality, we’ve yet to admit that any redefinition of it is going to be even less pleasing.

Words are not given depth by the richness of them or the manner in which they are thoughtfully woven together in perfect syntax. Rather, they are given depth when what they speak is truth regardless of how rich the words or perfect the syntax.