Our families cannot choose Christ for us. Our friends cannot do it. God is a great God, but even God can’t make the decision for us . . .we have to make our own choice.
Being gay is not just what I do, but who I am. It is part of how I choose to live my life even if I never chose.
Downfall, failure and death cannot be far from any man who made counterfeit friends his ally and support.
It’s not so much what we do that matters, but what kind of person we choose to be.
When you streamline your schedule by making deliberate decisions about tasks and activities that are crucially important you and identify your most important priorities, you give yourself permission to make choices that excite and interest you. You also grant yourself permission to exercise your right to say, “No, thank you.
Pick ten strangers and stick them in a room, and ask them which of us they feel sorrier for – you or me – and we all know who they’ll choose.
A perfect example, in matters of life and death, of love and passion, of choice or destiny; options decrease to a singular course.
God designed life to be enjoyed by all, but human being turned things around and made it to be endured.
We are the sum total of our choices.