“You tell others about Me - that I am a loving God. Your words are glib. My words are written in the blood of My only Son.”

“Imagine that Jesus is calling you today. He extends a second invitation to accept His Father's love. And maybe you answer, "Oh, I know that. It's old hat."And God answers, 'No, that's what you don't know. You don't know how much I love you. The moment you think you understand is the moment you do not understand. I am God, not man. You tell others about Me - your words are glib. My words are written in the blood of My only Son. The next time you preach about My love with such obnoxious familiarity, I may come and blow your whole prayer meeting apart.Did you know that every time you tell Me you love Me, I say thank you?”

“The only source of my power are the pages you hold and the words written thereon. As you read them, I hope the magic starts to work between my words and your imagination.”

“The Epistle of our being is written with letters full of blood drained from the love of God's Word.”

“Don’t tell me about your god with your words. Show me about your god with your actions.”

“The written word might as well have been my veins, and ink my blood.”