When I Think Of God I Feel

I Have Come To Believe That We Do Not Walk Alone In This Life. There Are Others, Fellow Sojourners, Whose Journeys Are Interwoven With Ours In Seemingly Random Patterns, Yet, In The End, Have Been Carefully Placed To Reveal A Remarkable Tapestry. I Believe God Is The Weaver At That Loom.

Can You Ever Forgive Me? I Already Have. How Could You? I Don't Deserve It. That's What Makes It Love.

There Are Far Too Many People For Us To Think About Each Of Them During Our Short Stay On Earth—like The Thousands Of Books In A Library We Haven’t Time To Read In An Afternoon. But This Is No Excuse To Cease Browsing. For Every Now And Then, We Find That One Book That Reaches Us Deep Inside And Introduces Us To Ourselves. And, In Someone Else’s Story, We Come To Understand Our Own.

Life Is Not A Sprint. It Was Never Meant To Be. It Is Just A Step Of Faith After Another.

When We Hate Someone We Make Them More Powerfull Than They Are.