Greed consumes everything that we are in the pursuit of everything that we don’t have. Therefore, to possess everything that the world has to offer but to have lost ourselves in the pursuit is to hold everything but to possess nothing.

I wonder if it’s in losing everything that we realize that all we’ve lost is the ‘nothing’ that we mistakenly thought was ‘everything.

Have we ever thought that being lost is our destination?

With God, being lost is nothing more than an idea that never has and never will be anything more than an idea.

If you haven’t figured it out yet, an absolutely certain way to lose something as quickly as possible is to forget the privilege you have to possess it in the first place.

If I’m perplexed by the fact that I’m constantly lost, maybe somewhere in my head I’ve determined that being lost serves a greater purpose than being found.

Maybe the thought of being found is far more terrifying than the reality of being lost. Therefore, we are quite adept at saying that we want the former, when in fact we’ve repeatedly chosen the latter.

Being lost but not realizing that we are lost is probably the most lost that any one human being can ever get.

Why is it that we don’t worry about a compass until we’re lost in a wilderness of our own making?