“Her mind returned to Dr. Chaturvedi’s testimony. He had turned to Christianity because he had discovered that he was not special. He seemed happy enough, but was he really happy? Was Christianity just a club for people who had managed… — Joyce Swann Copy Share Image
“As James entered the El Paso city limits, he began thinking about lyrics to a song that would describe his journey. “I’m just cruise’n in my ride, with my posse by my side.” Well, he didn’t have anyone by his side—not even that dumb loser Grady, but that was hardly the point. This song would be his legacy, and he… — Joyce Swann Copy Share
“Positive thoughts aren’t worth a plug nickel. You can think positive thoughts every minute of every day, and they won’t keep you out of hell. You can do good deeds until you’re so spent that you can’t put one foot in front of the other, and it won’t earn you a ticket to heaven. You can take all your wealth… — Joyce Swann Copy Share
“Barbara was not much for prayer. She prayed at church and repeated The Lord’s Prayer every morning before she began her day, but apart… — Joyce Swann Copy Share Image
“As Molly wrapped one of the freshly made flour tortillas around several slices of perfectly cooked steak and piled on guacamole, she began talking.… — Joyce Swann Copy Share Image
“She did not like being reminded that Jesus had died for her; it made her feel guilty.” — Joyce Swann Copy Share Image
“El Shaddai—the all sufficient one Jehovah-Jireh—the Lord who provides Jehovah-Rophe—the Lord who heals Jehovah-Shammah—the Lord who is there Immanuel—the God who is with us” — Joyce Swann Copy Share Image
“The voice sounded calm and sweet, but for the first time James felt scared. “It must be bad,” he thought. “If they’re like sending… — Joyce Swann Copy Share Image
“Do you know anyone who would be willing to die to save those five-thousand serial killers?” “No. Everyone I know is too smart for… — Joyce Swann Copy Share Image
“Her mind returned to Dr. Chaturvedi’s testimony. He had turned to Christianity because he had discovered that he was not special. He seemed happy… — Joyce Swann Copy Share Image
