I can get on my knees and pray all day, but until my attitude is on its knees nothing will be different once I’m back on my feet.

At the point that Jesus shows up in the storm, He and I become the storm.

Prayer is never the ‘last resort.’ Rather, it is always the ‘first response.’ For if I begin with prayer, there will never be a last resort.

We’re desperate for peace because it comes to us so rarely, and when it does, it seems to evaporate at the very moment that it draws near us. But that is peace based on circumstances that are as fleeting as the peace that comes with them, where the peace that comes with God makes everything else flee that draws near it.

With God, brokenness is nothing more than the stage upon which the impossible is about to happen.

I sit leaned over praying in some state of darkening desperation asking God what He would have me do to get up and change a world gone wild. And He says, it is in the moments of prayer that you heal the wildness of the world. So it’s not about getting up as much as it is about sitting down.

The greatest jail break in all of history occurred on Easter morning. Therefore, we must remember that whatever our prisons might be and however impenetrable they might appear, your jail break is just a prayer away.

Writing the story of my life limits the whole of its storyline to this single, solitary vantage point from which I survey the world. So, why wouldn’t I want it written by the God who not only sits at every vantage point in all of existence, but Who was also the One that brought everyone of them into existence?

Life is precious regardless of how you choose to think about it.