There is that gnawing feeling that we are far more than what we believe ourselves to be. Maybe it’s time to believe the gnawing.

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

I don’t try to figure out what God is going to do next. I just make certain that I’m prayed up enough so that I don’t miss it when He does it.

Logic would say, ‘pay it no mind’. Yet the heart would say, ‘to pay it no mind would be to pay too much’.

Anything irreversible should be granted the ‘everything’ of our attention.

I pray for sufficient wisdom to understand that wisdom apart from God is the stuff of opinion tainted by the rot of bias. And if I am somehow apt to confuse such rubbish with wisdom, I will think myself wise but find myself living in a landfill.