“Across his forehead was stamped the word WORTHLESS. How ironic. Exactly what someone might find stamped on his own forehead if they… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“Brandon tilted his head back and closed his eyes. Unbelievable. He had his name. God had given it. Just like Reece said… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“Maybe it was teleportation. The Spirit took you there." "That might explain my visit to the soccer game, but it doesn't elucidate… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“When someone sees something old they think it’s worth more than something new.” I’ll give them that. The history, imagining who might have stood… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“ I am a child of the everlasting King. I am forgiven. I am a warrior. I am cloaked in righteous armor. I was… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“We are so good at treating the symptoms and so lacking in curing the disease.” — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“Sheila Waterson had been his high-school sweetheart. College sweetheart as well. And when they broke up—and even though Brock had been the one who… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“The one who gets his validation from what he does is dying. The one who gets his validation from who he is, from who… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“Reece shook his head. "No, just the opposite. We'll stay out." "What?" Brandon frowned. Dana stared at Reece with a look of horror. "It… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“Utterly engulfed, And wanting more. Buried, Drowned, Intoxicated, With the vastness of love. Losing myself as the waves wash over me, Through me, Surrounding… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“Chose the wrong door, you see. No, that's not right. That's wrong. Reverse that. Strike that. Didn't choose the door. Should have gone through… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“You are no one and you are everyone. You are glorious and you are nothing. You are mountains and valleys. You are glory and… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“No! He tried to shout out but the water surged into his mouth and lungs choking his cry. Then darkness. And nothingness. Always the… — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
“You need to let some light into whatever dark closest you’re hanging out in at the moment.” — James L. Rubart Copy Share Image
