We’re sick unto death.
Born broken,
we spend our short-wick lives
trying to fix it.
But it’s inoperable
and we’re doomed before we start.
Only grace can redeem us.
And there is no recognition of grace
until there is concession of weakness.
Falling on mercy
we have hope.
Jun 01, 2015 @ 03:19:02
So good and true!
Jun 01, 2015 @ 05:29:28
I need constant reminding!
Jun 03, 2015 @ 08:15:13
Sounds like you’ve been listening to Jon Foreman’s new song! ❤
Jun 03, 2015 @ 08:16:13
I LOVE IT!!!!!!! (The other person in the house thinks it’s stupid and depressing.)
Jun 03, 2015 @ 08:16:57
Heehee, sounds like him. 😉