Hoarding is holding onto what I can’t keep and all the while convincing myself that I can. And in the end, what I’m really hoarding is my need to believe something at the expense of my existence.

What I don’t have gnaws at me until I get it. And once I get it, I forgot that I wanted it because it was not about the need to have whatever it was that I wanted. Rather, it was about getting rid of the insecurities surrounding the fact that I did not have it.

If possessing everything is the ‘everything’ of my existence, maybe losing everything is the only ‘thing’ that I really need right now.

Some might say that attempting to gain everything is the best way to lose everything. To the contrary, I would argue that if I’ve spent my life trying to gain everything, I never had anything to lose in the first place.

If it has anything to do with me, it has nothing to do with sacrifice.

The shortest short-term investment is to serve ourselves.

If I’m owed anything, it would be all of the consequences that come with believing that I’m owed.

I can amass countless fortunes and yet stand with empty hands. I can seek God and have fortunes that fill countless hands.

We can fill our lives with ‘stuff,’ but as we do we’re concurrently filling our lives with the obligation to maintain that ‘stuff.