Craig D. Lounsbrough

If life is nothing more than a journey to death, autumn makes sense but spring does not.

Could it be that we lost something because had we not lost it, we would have lost ourselves?

To maximize our lives we think that we should get up and join in the race. Yet, we rarely consider that maybe it__ less about joining a race and more about actually creating one.

When the world does its level best to devalue me in ways that are nothing short of brutal, all it does is evidence my value. For why would it expend such massive amounts of energy attempting to destroy something that__ not there?

Jesus came to give us life to the very edges of life.

In too many instances we have settled for a world of our own shaping that is shaping up to be in terrible shape.

When will I realize that without God my world is draped in shadows between which there is not a single ray of light? And when will I recognize that with God, my world is deluged in light between which there is not a single thread of darkness?

To take this one shot at life and live it with God is to take this one shot and have it reverberate across and around my world as if it were a million shots and more.

Doing life without God is not doing life.

It would be wise to define __iving_ as walking in the fullest expression of who I am, verses wallowing in the confines of who I__ not.

The art of living is to rise above lesser things so that we can truly enjoy great things. And the message of Christmas is the greatest of all things.

To __ive_ is to realize that without the journey the destination is nothing more than a task rigorously completed rather than an experience riotously lived.

It__ not that I__e __aked my own death_ as the saying goes. Maybe it__ that I__e __aked my own life,_ and in doing so I__e yet to realize how dead I really am.

We__e yet to comprehend the impervious reality that to gain __ife_ we have to do the most scandalous thing imaginable, and that is to work __gainst_ the whole of our humanity and give everything away. And yet to give everything away is to work __ith_ the whole of God__ character.

We desperately want to believe in something. To simply live out our lives believing in nothing is to live as if this thing we call life is filled with nothing but nothing.

We can live out our lives, and in the end realize that we never really __ived_ a day in our lives.

To live a lie may allow us to avoid the truth, but the real lie lays in believing that we can avoid the truth in the first place.

It may be that we__e not seeing the wonder in life because all we__e doing is wondering how we__e going to survive life.