Gratitude's not a natural posture. The prince of darkness is ultimately a spoiled ingrate, and I've spent most of my life as kin to the fist-shaker. Ann Voskamp darknessfistgratitude Change image and share on social
The real romantics imagine greying and sagging and wrinkling as the deepening of something sacred. Ann Voskamp deepengreyimagine Change image and share on social
Whatever I'm writing comes organically out of my life. Ann Voskamp lifeorganicallywrite Change image and share on social
Get this, kids - how a man proposes isn't what makes him romantic. It's how a man purposes to lay down his life that makes him romantic. Ann Voskamp kidlielife Change image and share on social
Measuring sticks try to rank some people as big and some people as small - but we aren't sizes. We are souls. There are no better people or worse people - there are only God-made souls. Ann Voskamp badlybiggod Change image and share on social
Comparison is a thug that robs your joy. But it's even more than that - Comparison makes you a thug who beats down somebody - or your soul. Ann Voskamp beatcomparisonjoy Change image and share on social
Counting one thousand gifts, I discovered I could count on God. Ann Voskamp countdiscovergift Change image and share on social
Sometimes God answers our questions with questions. Ann Voskamp answergodquestion Change image and share on social
I came into this world the way every person on the planet does - with clenched fists. Ann Voskamp clenchfistperson Change image and share on social
I have lived pain, and my life can tell: I only deepen the wound of the world when I neglect to give thanks the heavy perfume of wild roses in early July and the song of crickets on summer humid nights and the rivers that run and the stars that rise and the rain that falls and all the good things that a good God gives. Ann Voskamp cricketdeepenearly share on social