My Experience Is That Lots Of People

There Are Moments When We Have To Return To Our Roots.

It Often Takes Suffering And Lost In Order To Remind Us Of How Precious Life Is.

When I Talk About The God Who Is With Us, For Us, And Ahead Of Us, I'm Talking About Our Facing That Which Most Terrifies Us About Ourselves, Embracing It And Fearing It No Longer, Refusing To Allow It To Exist Separate From The Rest Of Our Being, Resting Assured That We Are Loved And We Belong And We Are Going To Be Just Fine.

The Christian Faith Is Mysterious To The Core. It Is About Things And Beings That Ultimately Can't Be Put Into Words. Language Fails. And If We Do Definitively Put God Into Words, We Have At That Very Moment Made God Something God Is Not.

It's As If Thomas Kinkade And Dante Were At A Party, And One Turned To The Other Sometime After Midnight And Uttered That Classic Line "you Know, We Really Should Work Together Sometime.