If Only Jesus' Followers Shared His Personality.

The Meaning Of Our Lives Is Revealed Through Experiences That At First Seem At Odds With Each Other--moments We Wish Would Never End And Moments We Wish Had Never Begun.

Only By Walking With God Can We Hope To Find The Path That Leads To Life. That Is What It Means To Be A Disciple. After All -- Aren't We 'followers Of Christ'? Then By All Means, Let's Actually Follow Him. Not Ideas About Him. Not Just His Principles. Him.

Faith Looks Back And Draws Courage; Hope Looks Ahead, And Keeps Desire Alive.

Mary Had Joseph. Esther Had Mordecai. Ruth Had Boaz. We Will Not Become The Women God Intends Us To Be Without The Guidance, Counsel, Wisdom, Strength, And Love Of Good Men In Our Lives.

Every Boy, In His Journey To Become A Man, Takes An Arrow In The Center Of His Heart, In The Place Of His Strength. Because The Wound Is Rarely Discussed And Even More Rarely Healed, Every Man Carries A Wound. And The Wound Is Nearly Always Given By His Father.