No Story Sits By Itself, Sometimes Stories

Each Affects The Other, And The Other Affects The Next, And The World Is Full Of Stories, But The Stories Are All One.

Bad News Has No Limits. We Often Feel It Should, Like A Rainstorm That Can't Possibly Get Any Heavier. But A Storm Can Always Worsen, & The Burdens Of Life Can Too.

No. You Can't Work Your Way Into Heaven. Anytime You Try And Justify Yourself With Works, You Disqualify Yourself With Works. What I Do Here, Every Day, For The Rest Of My Life, Is Only My Way Of Saying, 'lord, Regardless Of What Eternity Holds For Me, Let Me Give Something Back To You. I Know It Doesn't Even No Scorecard. But Let Me Make Something Of My Life Before I Go.. And Then, Lord, I'm At Your Mercy.

I Worked Because I Could Control It.

Sometimes, When You Are Not Getting The Love You Want, Giving Makes You Think You Will.