He loved the lilies of the field and the mustard seed that grew into a bush so large that the birds of the air could nest in its branches; he loved fish grilled over an open fire and good simple bread.
He said, “You have to be willing to endure awkwardness, uncertainty, and pain. You have to love God above all else. That’s the way the universe is ordered. That’s the only way your joy will be complete.”
—from the book Stumble: Virtue, Vice, and the Space Between