Instead of the weight that sinks us, consequences are often the life preserver that saves us.

Sometimes consequences are building blocks fashioned of granite when successes are shaped of clay.

We can only get to God through God. Every other possible avenue is a dead-end before it even starts.

Maybe consequences are dear friends in stealthy disguise.

There are consequences to ignoring consequences that are a consequence of my blatant unwillingness to learn from my consequences.

Maybe we ought to consider that sometimes the most destructive outcomes in our lives are the ones that we’ve created.