If we stand for nothing we will likely become nothing and subsequently achieve nothing, for nothing can only breed more of itself.

By far, the only way to add to great things is to appreciate the fact that they are great things. For anything else that I do will not lessen great things, but they will certainly lessen me.

Despite my frustration, the things that I've leaned on that are lying on the same ground that I am did not choose me. Rather, I chose them. Therefore, I chose the ground because I chose what couldn't keep me from being any place else.

The strategy of fear is to convince us that we are underestimating it so that we will fall prey to the paralysis of overestimating it.

So might it be that whatever I've lost in my life is what creates the space for whatever I've yet to gain in my life. Therefore, without loss I am without gain.

If a goal doesn't exist, there is no momentum (other than that which is involved in falling down).

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.

What I'm left with when I have nothing left is the satisfaction of knowing that I left nothing for myself in the service of someone else.

The only portfolio that matters is the one that I leave in people's hearts.

Easter is God throwing everything at death so that I can give everything to life.

Maybe I've got to be sufficiently broken by life's many broken promises to be sufficiently compelled to seek out God's unbreakable promises.

Indoctrination is the dubious art of leading an individual to become convinced that some conviction arose from deep within the core of their being, when in fact it was subtly implanted from some place far outside of the core of anything except the greed of the one who planted it.

Undoubtedly, the loneliest person on the planet is that individual who has successfully lived out their lives making their lives all about their lives. And while that might seem rather sad to most of us, at least they'll feel that they're in good company.

I pretend to give gifts that people pretend to be gifts so that I can pretend that I gave something that actually cost me something. And what pretending or this sort gives me is the gift of a pretend life.

There is no space where God is not. Yet, I can eliminate Him from the space which is me. And if He has granted me that kind of power, I should probably be far too scared to ever use it.

To build refuges of my own making is to construct fortresses of sand at ocean's edge, where the relentless tides of time will leave my most magnificently constructed walls as perfectly flat sand. And now that I am subject to the very tides that destroyed these walls of mine, I am left with the reality that my single and sole refuge can only be the God who created both tides and sand.

The road to success is paved with the hot asphalt of failure.

I would rather have the approval of God over the accolades of men. For while men might 'lift' me up, God is the only One who can 'take' me up.

For a true visionary, today started yesterday.

Hope crushed is never hope killed.