More times than I’m willing to admit I am my own worst enemy, which suggests that more times than I’m willing to admit I should allow God to be my own best friend.

I am the greatest obstacle to my greatest dreams.

My wisdom absent of God’s wisdom is nothing more than a best-guess.

Most of my failures can be ascribed to the fact that I chose that which was ‘easy’ over that which was ‘right’. And while it’s ‘right’ to admit this to myself, it isn’t ‘easy.’ So, which choice am I going to make this time?

It’s thinking that I had the solution that probably created the problem in the first place.

When I read the ghastly lines of tragedy darkly penned into my life, I turn and notice that the pen in my hand is wet.