My heart knows what my mind only think it knows.

A miracle is often the willingness to see the common in an uncommon way.

Prayer is a path where there is none.

During the night, angels stared down through the stars into Jacob's world. They watched him sleep. They commented on the way his body folded on the bed. They liked this man. They drew their wings over him and stood guard by his soul.

I love thee for a heart that's kind --not for the knowledge in thy mind.

Knowledge is the most beautiful manifestation of the human mind.