Justice is getting what you deserve. Mercy is not getting what you deserve. Grace is getting what you don't deserve.
My friends, thank God we have grace.
There's something so powerful about the sight of a black cloth draped over a cross.
It's not about me. It's not about how pretty the music is or whether my voice cracked or I sang the wrong note; breathed in the wrong spot; started singing the wrong verse.
It's not about you. It's not about whether the reader pronounced every word correctly or the acolyte had trouble getting the candle extinguished.
He destined us for adoption as his children through Jesus Christ, according to the good pleasure of his will, to the praise of his glorious grace that he has poured out on us in the Beloved.
That means you.
Have a blessed Easter weekend.