We are always immeasurably bigger than the little person we’ve too often doomed ourselves to be.

The worst of me is the raw material from which God molds the best of me.

It is the length of the journey that ripens the joy of the outcome.

Faith is rare because fear is rampant. For faith will demand that I step into places that fear itself fears to go.

If I am sufficiently brave to extract the cancer of fear, I have effectively gutted my conviction that what stands before me is impossible.

If I had any hand in it at all there’s a chance that it might be beautiful, but it simply cannot not be majestic.