Providence turns the wheels of destiny.

What you build in your dreams build in reality.

You cannot reach the stars feet on the ground.

Your dreams are ink; reality is the canvas. Paint masterpieces.

You weren't an accident. You weren't mass produced. You aren't an assembly-line product. You were deliberately planned, specifically gifted, and lovingly positioned on the earth by the Master Craftsman.

What you and I might rate as an absolute disaster, God may rate as a pimple-level problem that will pass. He views your life the way you view a movie after you've read the book. When something bad happens, you feel the air sucked out of the theater. Everyone else gasps at the crisis on the screen. Not you. Why? You've read the book. You know how the good guy gets out of the tight spot. God views your life with the same confidence. He's not only read your story...he wrote it.

The past does not have to be your prison. You have a voice in your destiny. You have a say in your life. You have a choice in the path you take.

I welcome each new day with a hopeful expectancy that I, too, will rise above the ordinary. For I am not content to live a merely "normal" life or settle for an average existence. No, I am destined for more--much, much more.

You have to expect things of yourself before you do them.

But I know God has big stuff planned that ultimately doesn't have anything to do with me.

Many believe - and I believe - that I have been designated for this work by God. In spite of my old age, I do not want to give it up I work out of love for God and I put all my hope in Him.

A person who longs to leave the place where he lives is an unhappy person.