Life Is Not A Sprint. It Was

As We Walk Our Individual Life Journeys, We Pick Up Resentments And Hurts, Which Attach Themselves To Our Souls Like Burrs Clinging To A Hiker's Socks. These Stowaways May Seem Insignificant At First, But, Over Time, If We Do Not Occasionally Stop And Shake Them Free, The Accumulation Becomes A Burden To Our Souls.

Like All Living Things, Love, Too, Struggles Against Hardship, And In The Process Sheds Its Fatuous Skin To Expose One Composed Of More Than Just A Storm Of Emotion-one Of Loyalty And Divine Friendship. And Though It May Be Temporarily Blinded By Adversity, It Never Gives In Or Up, Holding Tight To Lofty Ideals That Transcend This Earth And Time- While Its Counterfeit Simply Concludes It Was Mistaken And Quickly Runs Off To Find The Next Real Thing.

The Most Important Story We'll Ever Write In Life Is Our Own-not With Ink, But With Our Daily Choices.

It Is Better To Be Loved By One Person Who Knows Your Soul Than Millions Who Don't Even Know Your Phone Number.

I Find Myself Seeking Out The Commonalities Of Our Different Religious Experiences With Hopes Of Encouraging, Through My Writings, The Most Hopeful, Loving And Redemptive Qualities In All Of Us.