When I was 11, I developed a new symptom - the worst one yet: I had to touch people before I talked to them. When I say 'had to,' that's exactly what I mean: if I didn't touch them first, I literally couldn't form the words.
You want to be wanted, and you want people to rely on you.
The President doesn't ring people out of the blue, so you know you've done something well.
Confidence is on one side of the line, and self-belief is on another. People all think those are mixed up.
And yet, if it all went away tomorrow, I know I would still have peace. That probably sounds crazy to most people, but that’s the kind of peace Christ gives. It is rooted in His love, and it surpasses all understanding.