“I mean it. Like, people always talk about how God doesn’t ever give you more than you can handle, but I’m telling you right now, I cannot handle this. This is just too much!”

“God won’t give you more than you can handle.’” Holiday chuckled. “And we just wish He didn’t trust us so much, right?”

“You know, the Bible says God never puts more on you than you can bear, right? You are carrying as much as you can right now. Whether or not that’s more or less than what I can handle is irrelevant. Suffering is not a contest”

“God never gives you more than you can handle. It's your choice on how you deal with what he gives you. You can either grow from it, or you can lie down and give up.”

“God does not give us more than we can handle," I am told but I wonder if God doesn't overestimate me just a little. Or perhaps, and this is likely, I underestimate God.”

“I'm just going to be really honest right now because this is all new to me and I don't know how else to handle it." He takes a deep breath and pushes the air off his forehead. "I like being around you. I like talking to you. When I'm not with you, I'm thinking about you.”