There are times when I draw near enough to touch Him, then I know that He has been there all the time.

In working with people across the country and around the world, I’ve come to know that most of us go through times that re-route our prayer life.

God must have said, “I know what I’ll do, I’ll send my Love right down there where they are. And I’ll send it as a tiny baby, so they’ll have to touch it, and they’ll have to hold it close.”

Choices can change our lives profoundly. The choice to mend a broken relationship, to say “yes” to a difficult assignment, to lay aside some important work to play with a child, to visit some forgotten person – these small choices may affect many lives eternally.

Love is the seed of all hope. It is the enticement to trust, to risk, to try, to go on...

How beautiful it is to learn that Grace isn’t fragile, and that in the family of God we can fail and not be a failure.

I hear people say, “It’s not the quantity of time that’s important; it’s the quality.” Well, technically that may be true, but quality doesn’t happen in a hurry.

I’m not what I want to be. I’m not what I’m going to be. But, thank God, I’m not what I was!

We may run, walk, stumble, drive, or fly, but let us never lose sight of the reason for the journey or miss a chance to see a rainbow on the way.

God walks with us. He scoops us up in His arms or simply sits with us in silent strength until we cannot avoid the awesome recognition that yes, even now, He is there.