Jesus' request split Simon and Andrew's life in two: “Follow Me and I will make you become fishers of men.”
The story of the human race is the ongoing desecration of that divine image within, which has resulted in our lost likeness.
Spiritual athletes must learn to build solitude into their schedules.
What I've found in the lives of Ancient Christians is a kind of map – a map of spiritual country.
Virtues are like flowers planted in our garden, vices are like invading weeds.
It's crucial that we recover and understand the eight vices because they put a name on what enslaves us, offering us a glimpse of what must be mortified.
The vices have come to take root inside of us with tiny twistings and miniature choices.
The more we choose to act on envy, the more envious we become and the less likely we'll ever experience the true fulfillment of our God given desire for worth and honor.
You were made in the image of God. And before time, you were burning in His imagination.
The real miracle of the Incarnation is the haunting fact that a God with unlimited power chose to limit himself.
The vices are habits of a broken soul, we experience them in everyday life as the common forms of egotism, the habits that rule the self-centered person.
Over ninety percent of Jesus’ life is hidden in history.
Brother Lawrence was a mustard seed man, a simple cook who trained for years to hold God in his mind.
For three decades, God grew - unhurried and unnoticed. Patiently waiting to unveil His life to the world.
I’m grateful for nature, for the way it makes me stop. The way it gets my attention and says look.
For much of my life I've been trying to get in on the how of things.
When we become a Christian, we begin as fragile glimpses of Christ.
For we must never forget that at the center of the Universe is a great Heart.
All great lives, like great art, flourish inside form.
Fasting renovates our habit of consuming by releasing the grip of gluttony and strengthening the virtue of temperance.
Mortification is a series of transactions we make all our life, it's a cycle of successive and small surrenders.
What I am really interested in is this — recovering something ancient and enduring.
Whosoever will may come is the invitation, anyone can walk in this way.
Sin is not a thing, but the misuse of good things. To say it more exact, sin is the misuse of our good desires.
To become an artisan of anything, especially God's kind of love, inches along over years, not weeks or months.
Some people say the spiritual life is easy and without pain and struggle–don’t believe them.
The goal of the Christian life is to become like Christ, to take the character of Jesus into our body and soul.
When I said the word love, it was like a single, solitary raindrop struck the interior of my heart and a great ripple of love raced across my chest.
The battle being waged inside of us is between opposing but not equal sides, the Spirit and the flesh.
Starting to practice solitude is like clearing out an attic.