Craig D. Lounsbrough

In many instances, the failures of my greatest schemes ultimately lead to the fulfillment of my greatest successes. Therefore, God will allow our most cherished dreams to perish so that we might turn and seek out His most cherished plans.

Dreams must be chased, for if we wait for them to chase us we will live a life of waiting.

You are greater than you can possibly imagine, if you would only free yourself up to imagine.

To even begin to embrace the magnitude of God__ vision, we must first embrace our vision as being nothing more than vision by definition.

An exceptional future can only be built on the transformation of the mess I__e made out of my past, not the elimination of that mess.

Risk is the clue that our dreams are both real and great.

Dreams are ideas where the collar has been removed and the leash has been thrown away.

Sadly, I put my dreams to bed long before they ever had the chance to get tired.

Because a door slammed shut, we assume that our dreams were slammed shut with it. Yet before we surrender to a closed door, it might be wise to take a moment and consider the fact that any dream is far too big not to have a couple of back doors.

I am the greatest obstacle to my greatest dreams.

When my vision is numbed by apathy and narrowed by mediocrity, I can stand in the presence of great things and fail to see even the smallest of things.

You are silent now who once stood on battlefields ravaged by destruction unimaginable, holding in those desperate places the line of freedom for others you would never know, and who would never know you. And being one of those you never knew, I would give all I have to clasp your hand one single time, look into eyes that witnessed the bloodied carnage that results when freedom refuses to bow to chains of any kind, and simply say 'thank you.

With God, anything that stands against you will always be inferior to what resides within you.

To judge someone is to say that I have the right to define who they are, verses understanding that God has handed me the priceless privilege of discovering who they are.

A label locks me into a definition that people use to control me. A vision graces me with an idea that serves to release me.

I pretend to give gifts that people pretend to be gifts so that I can pretend that I gave something that actually cost me something. And what pretending or this sort gives me is the gift of a pretend life.

Love never lives on a one-way street, for it will always come back up the road bigger than how we had sent it down the road.

An idea without sacrifice, regardless of grand it might be, will never be anything more than an idea.