Quotes from Lisa Wingate

I was not alone in the human condition.

We do not choose the vessel we're given, Iola Anne, but we choose what we pour out and what we keep inside," she say.

I've finally come to fully understand that you can't fix another person. You can't fix the past. You can only change your way of reacting to it.

You got to remember that when things are out of our hands, that doesn't mean they're not in God's.

Holding a worn Bible, he read from Paul's letter to the Corinthians about the true nature of love - what it is, and what it is not. It is not boastful, not proud, not self-seeking, not easily angered. It does not hold a grudge. It is patient and kind. It protects, trusts, hopes, perseveres, and never fails, even when we turn away from it. Love believes, and believes, and believes, even when it has been disappointed, and wounded, and thwarted by the weaknesses of the human soul.

That's the only thing you can do with a mess. Start cleaning it up, a little at a time.

The events these two have weathered make me marvel. This is what's possible when love is real and strong, when people are devoted to one another, when they'll sacrifice anything to be together. This is what I want for myself, but I sometimes wonder if it's possible for our modern generation. We're so distracted, so…busy.

We cannot change where God has put us. If we are to bloom at all, we must bloom where we have been planted.

Your children are the greatest gift God will give to you, and their souls the heaviest responsibility He will place in your hands. Take time with them, teach them to have faith in God. Be a person in whom they can have faith. When you are old, nothing else you've done will have mattered as much.

My mama used to say if you frown on the outside long enough, eventually you'll grow a frown on the inside, too.

The shadow of the highest evil intermingled with the light of the highest good. Maybe all lives are filled with this. Maybe it is always a choice between embracing the darkness of one or the saving grace of the other.

Well, you know how a river moves a mountain." The words surprised me at first, but I knew where they were coming from. "Stone by stone," she finished.