Love keeps no record of wrongs, but bitterness keeps detailed accounts.

Wisdom is all about the simple, often tiny, obvious things, done consistently, one at a time.

And there, in that phrase, the bitterness leaks again out of my pen. What a dull lifeless quality this bitterness is. If I could I would write with love, but if I could write with love I would be another man; I would never have lost love.

It always struck me in years after how bizarre it was, how two people could look at one another with such tenderness and complete love, and how quickly that could dissolve into nothing but bitterness.

Face your fears by remembering the power of God's cleaning truth. To change the way you are, change the way you think.

While some consider God's standards as too confining, a true believer sees them as loving and freeing.