Sitting in my favorite coffeehouse with a new notebook and a hot cup of java is my idea of Heaven.
Within today, tomorrow is already walking.
Our own heart, and not other men's opinion, forms our true honor.
Brute animals have the vowel sounds; man only can utter consonants.
And in today already walks tomorrow.
When a man mistakes his thoughts for persons and things, this is madness.
Christianity is not a theory or speculation, but a life; not a philosophy of life, but a life and a living process.
Believers talk about trusting in the Lord with their whole heart and refusing to lean on thier own understanding, but no one really knows what that means until circumstances cast them headfirst into a dark and painful place. If we give ourselves fully to God in those moments, we will obtain keepsakes of Him to treasure now and forever.
My ace in the hole as a human being used to be my capacity for remembering birthdays. I worked at it. Whenever I made a new friend, I made a point of finding out his or her birthday early on, and I would record it in my Filofax calendar.
Holding on to the weak is called strength.
Enticing hope is like lighting candle in the dark room