To fall down is to face the weakness of my humanity, test the mettle of my character, and push the limits of my strength. Therefore, falling down will tell me who I am far more clearly than most things I might learn when I’m standing up.

Apathy is giving up when we need to get up.

I pray that I am sufficiently stirred by the rumor of great things to seek the God who created this single thread that I am, and to marvel at a vision magnificent enough to cause this God to weave from this single thread a tapestry most resplendent.

Raw strength will always fall to great passion.

If we want to build our faith in God, maybe we should start by understanding His faith in us.

Bravery without vision is a loose cannon, and vision without bravery is a search for a cannon. But put both together, and you have an armada.

To admit that I am weak is the exercise of strength.

Let me be strong, for to be anything else is to languish in the abyss of compromise and to descend to places of impoverishment so destitute that they will squelch my soul and crush my heart.