In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.
Sometimes when we get overwhelmed, we forget how big God is.
I would rather be what God chose to make me than the most glorious creature that I could think of; for to have been thought about, born in God’s thought, and then made by God is the dearest, grandest, and most precious thing in all thinking.