Preachers in pulpits talked about what a great message is in the book. No matter what you do, somebody always imputes meaning into your books.

To choose the path is to choose the destination, but sometimes it seems that the path is under our feet even before we know we're walking.

It is in the darkest skies that stars are best seen.

For the third time since I began, my walk has been delayed. In the beginning, I had considered these stops on my journey as interruptions---but I'm coming to understand that perhaps these detours are my journey. No matter how much I, or the rest of humanity wishes otherwise, life is not lived in smooth, downhill expressways, but in the obscure, perilous trails and rocky back roads of life where we stumble and feel our way through the fog of the unknown.

In the end, it is not by knowledge that we make our journeys but by hope and faith: hope that our walk will be worthy of our steps and faith that we are going somewhere. And only when we come to the end of our journeys do we truly understand that every step of the way we were walking on water.

We all have a road to walk. The foolish walk blindly. The intelligent navigate it. The good repair it as they go. CHARLES JAMES'S DIARY

Some people use the Bible as medicine. Others use it as poison." - Charles James

Yes, she's fine. She's rereading one of your books. There's not many authors she likes, so if there's nothing new, she just rereads yours. The funny thing is, she forgets how they end, so she enjoys it just as much as the first time. I swear the woman could plan her own surprise party.

The pages continue to turn, and every day I'm a little older, hopefully a little wiser and a lot more grateful. Do I have regrets? I have a few - but not as many as you might think. If it hadn't been for the darkness, I never would have known the light. In life we all take different paths, some more difficult than others, but in the end, all that matters is whether or not they lead us home.

If love is our reason, we may veer off course sometimes, but we'll never be lost

A little spiritual light is of strength enough to answer strong objections of flesh and blood, and to look through all earthly allurements and opposing hindrances, presenting them as far inferior to those heavenly objects it eyeth.

The Bible he gave me was written not so much in words but in flames of love, fired by his prayers.