We all need grace in the face of each other.
We celebrate our intelligence, possessions, looks, talent, and achievements. Heaven celebrates how we used all of it.
A lot of my wounds have healed. They have left scars, and I can either hide my scars, put a long sleeve shirt on, and cover them up. Or, I can show them off and say, "Yeah, it happened."
If I'm learning something, that's all I want to talk about.
I think, at the end of the day, the real antagonist is the brokenness of humanity.
All men are created to lead, but we need somebody to lead us.