What I believe in my heart must make sense in my mind.
We have a right to believe whatever we want, but not everything we believe is right.
Beginning well is a momentary thing; finishing well is a lifelong thing.
Yes, if truth is not under girded by love, it makes the possessor of that truth obnoxious and the truth repulsive.
I remember the time an older man asked me when I was young, “Do you know what you are doing now?” I thought it was some kind of trick question. Tell me,” I said. You are building your memories,” he replied, “so make them good ones.”
The four absolutes we all have in our minds: love, justice, evil, and forgiveness.
Truth by definition excludes.
Only when holiness and worship meet can evil be conquered. For that, only the Christian message has the answer.
The primary purpose of a home is to reflect and to distribute the love of Christ. Anything that usurps that is idolatrous.
Where the eye is focused, there the imagination finds its raw material. The right focus must be won at immense cost and discipline. Train the eye to see the good, and the imagination will follow suit.
Time is the brush of God, as he paints his masterpiece on the heart of humanity.
One of the most staggering truths of the Scriptures is to understand that we do not earn our way to heaven. …works have a place–but as a demonstration of having received God’s forgiveness, not as a badge of merit of having earned it.
To sustain the belief that there is no God, atheism has to demonstrate infinite knowledge, which is tantamount to saying, “I have infinite knowledge that there is no being in existence with infinite knowledge.
A man rejects God neither because of intellectual demands nor because of the scarcity of evidence. A man rejects God because of a moral resistance that refuses to admit his need for God.
Capturing the beauty of the conversion of the water into wine, the poet Alexander Pope said, “The conscious water saw its Master and blushed.” That sublime description could be reworked to explain each one of these miracles. Was it any different in principle for a broken body to mend at the command of its Maker? Was it far-fetched for the Creator of the universe, who fashioned matter out of nothing, to multiply bread for the crowd? Was it not within the power of the One who called all the molecules into existence to interlock them that they might bear His footsteps?
I am absolutely convinced that meaninglessness does not come form being weary of pain; meaninglessness comes from being weary of pleasure.
We are his temple. We do not turn in a certain direction to pray. We are not bound by having to go into a building so that we can commune with God. There are no unique postures and times and limitations that restrict our access to God. My relationship with God is intimate and personal. The Christian does not go to the temple to worship. The Christian takes the temple with him or her. Jesus lifts us beyond the building and pays the human body the highest compliment by making it His dwelling place, the place where He meets with us. Even today He would overturn the tables of those who make it a marketplace for their own lust, greed, and wealth.
His life spells living. Your life or my life, apart from Him, spells death.
Our intellect is not intended to be an end in itself, but only a means to the very mind of God.