Just because the boat rocks doesn’t mean it’s time to jump overboard.
He wanted to leave the past a few hundred miles down the road, shake it off like dust. But that ws the problem with the past. It kept finding him.
Time is like the Mississippi River. It only flows in one direction. You can never go back.
When did wishing someone a Merry Christmas become politically incorrect?
What are summer teeth? Summer in their mouth, Some are elsewhere.
Go far from home and yo will have a long way back.
What was home, really? Just a place to lay your head.No. It was so much more than that. It was a place where a person belonged. Where a fellow would be missed. It was a part of a man. Something that couldn’t be sold or taken for granted.
We fail in the work of grace and love when there is too much of us and not enough of God.
Why did it take the threat of dying to truly notice how exquisite a sunrise or sunset could be?
Sometimes I wonder if we’re all a little like Harold (a rooster). Real life carries on around us while we strut around in our own yards, thinking we’re the ones in charge of things.