Be absolutely assured that we will die long before our own deaths if we ever allow the fear of adulthood to kill the wonder of childhood.

To only see ‘death’ in death is to somehow assume that death itself is a barrier so abrupt that God Himself is halted by it. To see ‘life’ in death is to understand that death is a sprawling horizon to a new beginning that God created long before death ever thought to show up.

The ‘death of me’ is most often caused by the ignorance within me that’s killing everything that God is doing around me.

Every gift that we will ever receive, bar one, will die ‘with us.’ The only gift that died ‘for us’ so that nothing ever need die ‘with us’ is the gift that God handed us on Christmas. And as for me, I done with all the dying.

In the end, if we don't have God we don't have anything other than an end.

Once faith dies, the death of hope follows hard on its heels.

We must leave Christmas to be what it is, for to reduce it to the stuff of myth and whimsy is take the single and sole hope of a dying humanity and obliterate it. And I would contend that such an action is insanity of the greatest sort.

It’s not dying I’m afraid of. It’s dying without ever having lived that I’m afraid of.

Denial that we’re living for some kind of ‘god’ is likely the best evidence we have that we’re dying because of some kind of ‘god’.