When I recall how Mr. Ellis brought me back into the human fold, I remember that Jesus once took ten lepers in hand and did the same.
Philip Gulley uses his homespun charm to pay tribute to a hero, tell a self-effacing story about childhood warts and crushes, and weaves it together to remind us of God's love and how we should love others.
God isn't going to accept anything we offer him — our hearts, our Sunday worship, our offerings, our praise, our hopes, our private prayers, our dreams — if we knowingly remain at odds with a brother or sister in Christ.
Phil Ware takes the two love commands of Jesus, the Greatest Commands, and applies them to all of life for a follower of the Lord.
Most of them are wonderful human beings because someone gave them a leg up somewhere along the line, and they remember that. At least the good ones do.
Philip Gulley talks about going to the house of a friend in Chicago he calls Paul Jr. and ends up having lunch with Paul Harvey and reminds us that most famous people are nicer than we might think because they know they didn't get to the top, on their own