"If left to my own simplistic devices and the sorely scant limits of my abilities, would I not die a death of the blandest sort imaginable? And should I not thank God that He graciously gifted me with an imagination that renders such a death entirely unimaginable?"

"Christmas is God dreaming of something ingeniously outrageous and refusing to let the unimaginable magnitude of such a dream and the scrutiny that it is certain to endure impede the implementation of the dream. And is Christmas not God saying, ‘Go and do likewise?"

"If I scan the expanse of my heart and find it empty of everything except emptiness, it is because I ‘poured’ the whole of my passion into something other than God. And anything other than God will always be too ‘poor’ to be able to ‘pour’ back anything that can fill that kind of emptiness."

"Any dream that I am absolutely confident I can achieve should immediately be discarded for the simple reason that it is simply too small."

"Sadly, I put my dreams to bed long before they ever had the chance to get tired."

"I can be absolutely assured that any endeavor of which God is not a part is most certainly a step backward. And any step backward is at least two steps behind where I’d be if I’d have gone forward in the first place."

"Our shared humanity is far deeper than we presume it to be. For in the face of another we can see our own, whether that be our deepest fears, our crippling insecurities, our most intimate pain, or our greatest hopes. Therefore, the best place that I might find myself is in the face of someone other than myself."

"Looking back, I now realize that I left home in search of all the things that were right in the very place I left."

"Consequences are not the spoiler that kills my dreams. Rather, they are the lessons that enhance my dreaming."

"To be thankful when my world lays in ashes long gone cold is to finally understand that ashes are the raw materials from which God shapes dreams infinitely grander than whatever the ashes were before they were ashes."