The truth is that a life well lived is always lived on a rising scale of difficulty. — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Truth: We are the present. We are now. We are the razor's edge of history. The future flies at us and from… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Glory is sacrifice, glory is exhaustion, glory is having nothing left to give. Almost. It is death by living.” — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Your life is your own, your glory is your glory, but you will lose it if you keep it for yourself. Grasp… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Life is a story. Why do we die? Because we live. Why do we live? Because our Maker opened His mouth and… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Living is the same thing as dying. Living well is the same thing as dying for others. — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Son," his father said. "Run faithfully to the end, and like all good men, you will die of having lived.” — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Drink your wine. Laugh from your gut. Burden your moments with thankfulness. Be as empty as you can be when that clock… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Lay your life down. Your heartbeats cannot be hoarded. Your reservoir of breaths is draining away. You have hands, blister them while… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Here Spring just grows and greens and warms, spreading life, wrapping us in her arms, until suddenly we realize that she's not… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
Cowards live for the sake of living, but for heroes, life is a weapon, a thing to be spent, a gift to… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“We haven't stopped running, but we are getting slower. We have little people running with us now. We have passed others. Our… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
After a few mouthfuls of moon-flavored air, even the stubbornly drowsy can find themselves wide-eyed.. All the normal noises of life were… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“The God who looked on you with joy when you were small and racing across His gift of green grass on His… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Lay your life down. Your heartbeats cannot be hoarded. Your reservoir of breaths is draining away. You have hands, blister them while… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Three postcards await our perusal, yea, three visions of a world. One: I see a theme park where there are lots of… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Lay your life down. Your heartbeats cannot be hoarded. Your reservoir of breaths is draining away. You have hands, blister them while… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“Your life will contribute to a grand and wonderful story no matter what you do. You have been spoken. You are here,… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
“But if that was going to happen, it was going to happen whether or not he worried about it.” — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
“We haven't stopped running, but we are getting slower. We have little people running with us now. We have passed others. Our own people… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
After a few mouthfuls of moon-flavored air, even the stubbornly drowsy can find themselves wide-eyed.. All the normal noises of life were gone, leaving… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
Going where no man has gone before is more difficult than it sounds. Our cousins and ancestors were no less curious than we are,… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
Plato, the first true pope of philosophy (sorry, Socrates), argued for a World of Forms above the reality-a transcendent plane of perfect essences, pure… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
“He was a man with eyebrows, or maybe they were eyebrows with a man. Ownership would have been hard to establish, and Cyrus couldn’t… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
After three years down here, I've not learned too much. But one thing I do know is that our bellies aren't big enough for… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
Drink your wine. Laugh from your gut. Burden your moments with thankfulness. Be as empty as you can be when that clock winds down.… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
If God gives you (or makes you) a joke, what are you meant to do in response? (Receive it. Laugh.) If God gives you… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
“Infinite goes all the way up and all the way down; and at every level, with equal attention, He creates with the full dose… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
God is a God of galaxies, of storms, of roaring seas and boiling thunder, but He is also the God of bread baking, of… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
The moon was up, painting the world silver, making things look just a little more alive. — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
We are narrative creatures, and we need narrative nourishment-nar rative catechisms. — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
In Bright Shadow: C.S. Lewis on the Imagination for Theology and Discipleship — N.D. Wilson Copy Share
