My limitations are not where I end. They just inform me as to where God begins.

We tell ourselves all of the reasons why we’re not lost, which become all of the reasons why we’re never found.

The fullest manifestation of myself is achieved when I ignore myself in the service of everyone but myself. And although humanity might scream the insanity of such a statement, the real insanity is to believe that humanity is sane.

We can walk to ‘nowhere’ and think that ‘nowhere’ is ‘somewhere.’ For such are the roads paved by men. Yet, the humility of a manger and the magnificence of a cross constructed a road to the ‘everywhere’ that forever abolished the ‘nowhere’ of men.

I am made in the image of God. Therefore, if I don’t know God I can’t know me.

At the point that I have rigorously pressed out and reached the end of myself, I have in fact not even broached the place where God is about to begin. Therefore, a conclusion in my mind is barely a point of departure in God’s.

The oddity of our existence is that we are capable of digging holes deeper than we are capable of getting ourselves out of. The greatness of God is that He has a shovel long enough for every hole ever dug.

When it comes to sacrifice, the glaring difference between myself and God is that for Him price is not a consideration. And while I hate to admit it, I find myself struggling to consider that that’s even possible.

Impossible’ as defined by us is a ‘walk in the park’ as defined by God. And as I think about it, I really need to spend more time in parks.