My daily sins require daily distribution of God's grace. In that sense, it never ceases to surprise me because I don't deserve any of it. I mean, I deserve to be locked in a cage and for God to throw away the key.

God's acceptance of us cannot be gained by our successes nor forfeited by our failures.

Grace is love that seeks you out when you have nothing to give in return. Grace is love coming at you that has nothing to do with you. Grace is being loved when you are unlovable.

Christianity is in no way a stoic faith. It fundamentally rejects the "stiff upper lip" school of thought.

In the Old Testament, we are continually told that our good works are not enough, that God has made a provision. This provision is pointed to at every place in the Old Testament.

God has hardwired me to thoroughly enjoy and be sharpened by good and friendly theological discussion about the gospel.

Grace always runs downhill, meeting us at the bottom, not the top.