The original, shimmering self gets buried so deep that most of us end up hardly living out of it at all. Instead we live out all the other selves, wh… - Frederick Buechner

What’s lost is nothing to what’s found, and all the death that ever was, set next to life, would scarcely fill a cup.

Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom,' the good thief said from his cross. (Luke 23:42). There are perhaps no more human words in all of Scripture, no prayer we can pray so well.

My story is important not because it is mine, God knows, but because if I tell it anything like right, the chances are you will recognize that in many ways it is also yours… it is precisely through these stories in all their particularity, as I have long believed and often said, that God makes himself known to each of us more powerfully and personally. If this is true, it means that to lose track of our stories is to be profoundly impoverished not only humanly but also spiritually.