If I had any hand in it at all there’s a chance that it might be beautiful, but it simply cannot not be majestic.

Often we don’t see the majesty of God’s design because we’re caught up in the mediocrity of our own designs.

Prayer is knowing that what I ask for is always far bigger than what I could ever articulate, but it is never too big for God to understand nor is it ever too vast for Him to deliver.

The best way to see majesty is to strip away everything that pretends to be majestic so that which is fake wholly collapses in the face of that which is majestic. And God in a manger is likely the most remarkable example we have of such a monumental truth.

If I must know something in order to believe in it, what I am able to believe in will be severely limited. If I choose to believe in something in order to know it, then what I believe in can be boundless.

One of the most terrifying things I fear is not my potential, but how much regret I’ll die with should I never use it.