The apostle Paul never seemed to exhaust the topic of grace - what makes us think we can? He just kept coming at it and coming at it from another angle. That's the thing about grace. It's like springtime. You can't put it in a single sentence definition, and you can't exhaust it.

The state of your heart dictates whether you harbor a grudge or give grace, seek self-pity or seek Christ, drink human misery or taste God's mercy.

The purpose of the Bible is simply to proclaim God's plan to save His children.

Since you know God understands, you can boldly go to him.

When you keep the porch light on for the prodigal child, you do what God does every single moment.

You know people just assume, 'Well, all my life I'll be a worrier.' That doesn't have to be true. There's a way to drink from God's presence so much that worry begins to dissipate.

Nails didn't hold God to a cross. Love did.