Human progress never rolls in on the wheels of inevitability; it comes through the tireless efforts of people willing to be co-workers with God.
Tact is getting your point across without stabbing someone with it.
This is God’s work. It makes blisters and it makes sweat, but it’s worth my time and it’s worth your time....Working together as God’s people in the world—I don’t know of anything more rewarding.
The small, brave act of cooperating with another person, of choosing trust over cynicism, generosity over selfishness, makes brain cells light up with quiet joy.
I was taught that the name on the front of your jersey was a lot more important than the name on the back.
The greatness of a community is most accurately measured by the compassionate actions of its members.
You’ll never catch me bragging about goals, but I’ll talk all you want about my assists.
If we’re able to identify our own ignorance, we can identify someone else’s expertise. We learn how to listen to each other. And that is the foundation of human understanding.
God will move mountains if you bring the shovel.
Competing is hard work. Collaborating—racing your own race, together—can feel like flying.
We knew what it was like to go without a lot of things, but we didn’t mind, because we were going without those things together.
To say, my fate is not tied to your fate, is like saying your end of the boat is sinking.