What is ‘impossible’ other than an idea that we too readily embrace because we’ve traded the reality of God for the ideas of the world.

Tell me it can’t be done and I’m likely to take a shot at it. And that’s not based on arrogance or some inflated sense of grandiose superiority. Rather, it’s based on a God Who says that the impossible is nothing more than surrender in disguise and defeat that was a victory on the way before I got in the way.

I think that the stories that God has told and the things that He has done seem utterly implausible to us only because we lock Him into the tiny rubrics that the stories He has told and the things that He has done invite us outside of.

Do you fear taking on the task of changing the world because a task of this magnitude as held against the puny totality of who you are suggests that such a task is ridiculous beyond imagination? Well, imagine God standing beside you and then what can you imagine?

Maybe true beauty is when something quite ‘simple’ exercises whatever bit of faith it holds, and in the exercising it suddenly discovers that the ‘simple thing’ that it always thought itself to be only served to hide the ‘great thing’ that it always was.

I might not believe in the possibilities, but that in no way diminishes the realities of the opportunities.

If I only go as far as I can take myself, I’m not all that certain that I’ve gone much of anywhere at all. But once I dared to look outside of myself, I realized that God hands out unlimited passes to the anywhere of everywhere.

There is a point to which we alone can take ourselves. And while we think that to be the pinnacle of our existence, with God it is the point of departure for our existence.

Because I have ‘chosen’ to see something as impossible, there’s a good chance that it’s not.