Scales always lie. They don't make a scale that ever told the truth about value, about worth, about significance. Ann Voskamp liemakescale Change image and share on social
I think the fall in Eden was ultimately a failure to give thanks. Ann Voskamp edenfailurefall 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
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
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
The brave who focus on all things good and all things beautiful and all things true, even in the small, who give thanks for it and discover joy even in the here and now, they are the change agents who bring fullest Light to all the world. Ann Voskamp agentbeautifulbrave share on social
Counting one thousand gifts, I discovered I could count on God. Ann Voskamp countdiscovergift 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
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
My husband is Dutch, and his family, when you sat down to eat food at the table, you never left the table until you ate living bread and drank living water. They never left the table until they'd read Scripture together. So morning, lunch, suppertime, Scripture was always read at the table, and then there was prayer to close. Ann Voskamp breadclosedrink share on social