"As I hold my infant son in the middle of the night and I'm reminded that there is a language much deeper than fear. All of us share so much in common that beneath these layers we have this common language that was given to us by our parents, our step parents, our foster parents, our adopted parents. However imperfect they might have been they spent hours with us, loving us into being and we share a common tongue much deeper than fear, much deeper than doubt. Hatred is not you native tongue. Love is your native tongue." -- Jon Foreman
"As I hold my infant son in the middle of the night and I'm reminded that there is a language much deeper than fear. All of us share so much in common that beneath these layers we have this common language that was given to us by our parents, our step parents, our foster parents, our adopted parents. However imperfect they might have been they spent hours with us, loving us into being and we share a common tongue much deeper than fear, much deeper than doubt. Hatred is not you native tongue. Love is your native tongue." -- Jon Foreman