How Sad It Is That We Give

You Rarely Have Time For Everything You Want In This Life, So You Need To Make Choices. And Hopefully Your Choices Can Come From A Deep Sense Of Who You Are.

I Wonder If We Might Pledge Ourselves To Remember What Life Is Really All About—not To Be Afraid That We're Less Flashy Than The Next, Not To Worry That Our Influence Is Not That Of A Tornado, But Rather That Of A Grain Of Sand In An Oyster! Do We Have That Kind Of Patience?

I'm Fairly Convinced That The Kingdom Of God Is For The Broken-hearted. You Write Of 'powerlessness.' Join The Club, We Are Not In Control. God Is.

Very Early In Our Children's Lives We Will Be Forced To Realize That The "perfect" Untroubled Life We'd Like For Them Is Just A Fantasy. In Daily Living, Tears And Fights And Doing Things We Don't Want To Do Are All Part Of Our Human Ways Of Developing Into Adults.

In The External Scheme Of Things, Shining Moments Are As Brief As The Twinkling Of An Eye, Yet Such Twinklings Are What Eternity Is Made Of -- Moments When We Human Beings Can Say "i Love You," "i'm Proud Of You," "i Forgive You," "i'm Grateful For You." That's What Eternity Is Made Of: Invisible Imperishable Good Stuff.