Quickthorn tripped over the 182.2’s word #118. “When Christ occupies the center, every part of life becomes an outward testimony.”

Quickthorn went back to school with the 182.2’s word #117. “The goal isn’t simply to know more, but to know the One in whom all truth holds together.”

“It’s about a life held together by love and shared with others until they, too, acquire a taste for the goodness of God.”

“What if freedom is harder to receive than deliverance?”

Quickthorn started a reel with the 182.2’s word #114. “When You speak… Darkness remembers it has already lost.”

Quickthorn danced a jig to the 182.2’s word #113. “God doesn’t erase our humanity; He weaves it into His greater song until our once-fragmented theme finally finds its harmony in His.”

Quickthorn heard something from the 182.2’s word #112. “Tune me until I become part of the music You’re already singing.”

“The only explanation being I am worth more than I know.”

Quickthorn saw the world through different eyes with the 182.2’s word #110. “The prudent person doesn’t simply make better choices; he sees greater value.”

“The rescue wasn’t the destination. You were.”