In some crazy sort of way, if I died helping a teammate or a friend or someone that I love, I think I could live with it. My family probably couldn't, but I think I could.

All my teammates throughout my entire career in football had my back. I loved them; they loved me.

Deze hele strijd ging om mensen en toch werden mensen vaak als het minst belangrijk beschouwd. Wij strijden vaak meer voor waarheden, dan voor mensen voor wie de waarheden gegeven zijn. Wij strijden voor bedieningen over de hoofden van de mensen heen, voor wie deze bedieningen zijn

In the Old Testament, it says that if you have the power to do something good, then you have to do it. You're not to avoid helping somebody in their time of need.

Our culture has accepted two huge lies. The first is that if you disagree with someone's lifestyle, you must fear or hate them. The second is that to love someone means you agree with everything they believe or do. Both are nonsense. You don't have to compromise convictions to be compassionate.

Good People Do Things For Other People. That's It. The End.

As a pastor, you get invited into the most poignant moments of people's lives. Whether it's a wedding or a funeral or a hospital visit, you get invited into the center of the event, whether or not you know the people.

The successful evangelist does not stand aloof from the experience of sinners, passing easy judgment on them, praying for them from a distance; on the contrary, she loves them so much that she joins them and deigns to walk in their shoes and feel the texture of their experience.

It's easy enough to notice how often dysfunctional families and societies finally collapse into an orgy of mutual blaming. That's satanic work.

I like friends who, when you tell them you need a moment alone, know enough not to stray too far.

Sometimes the shortest distance between two points is a winding path walked arm in arm.

I nod to a passing stranger, and the stranger nods back, and two human beings go off, feeling a little less anonymous.