Quotes from Max Lucado

The meaning of life. The wasted years of life. The poor choices of life. God answers the mess of life with one word: 'grace.

God loves you just the way you are, but he refuses to leave you that way.

God gives us people to love and things to use, not things to love and people to use.

A little rain can straighten a flower stem. A little love can change a life.

We are Jesus Christ's; we belong to him. But even more, we are increasingly him. He moves in and commandeers our hands and feet, requisitions our minds and tongues. We sense his rearranging: debris into the divine, pig's ear into silk purse. He repurposes bad decisions and squalid choices. Little by little, a new image emerges.

The apostle Paul never seemed to exhaust the topic of grace - what makes us think we can? He just kept coming at it and coming at it from another angle. That's the thing about grace. It's like springtime. You can't put it in a single sentence definition, and you can't exhaust it.

Nails didn't hold God to a cross. Love did.

Our God is abundant in love and steadfast in mercy. He saves us, not because we trust in a symbol, but because we trust in a Savior.

What is this love that endures decades, passes on sleep, and resists death to give one kiss? Call it agape love, a love that bears a semblance of God's.

I don't have any desire to retire in the sense of not doing anything. Because as long as the Lord gives me strength I want to keep writing and keep preaching. I love what I do.

Sometimes I wonder if we don't see Christ's love as much in the people he tolerated as in the pain he endured.

In the manger God loves you; through the cross God saves you. But has he taken you to his home? Not yet.