As I contemplate a relationship with God, I find that I’m afraid to ride on the coattails of the infinite. But what I fear more than that is spending my life in the coat closet.

Contradictions are the impossible chasms that create forever separations. God is the forever bridge that creates impossible reunions.

Maybe sometimes we should just sit, and in the sitting understand that life speaks in stillness and therefore on occasion we would be wise to join it there.

Heaven shows up all the time. But we plan our time so that we show up in other places.