I have no talents. But I do have hope. And wonder. And love. Maybe those are talents?

You forgive yourself for every failure because you are trying to do the right thing. God knows that and you know it. Nobody else may know it.

The question the doubter does not ask is whether faith was really useless or simply not used. What would you think of a boy who gave up learning to ride a bicycle, complaining that he hurt himself because his bicycle stopped moving so he had no choice but to fall off? If he wanted to sit comfortably while remaining stationary, he should not have chosen a bicycle but a chair. Similarly faith must be put to use, or it will become useless.

I'm not perfect. And who knows how many times I've fallen short. We all fall short. That's the amazing thing about the grace of God.

We signal that good can be achieved amongst human beings who are prepared to trust, prepared to believe in the goodness of people.

The course of our lives is determined by how we react--what we decide and what we do--at the darkest of times. The nature of that response determines a person's true worth and greatness.