One night, not long after we had brought our newborn daughter home from the hospital, I noticed that the door to her room was wide open. When I went to see why, I saw my husband standing silently in the dark, staring...
Fully known. And loved. There are times when this is incredibly hard to believe. Because I know myself. And I am deeply flawed.
I burn to be part of a generation who values the opinion of God higher than the opinion of man. So how do we practically fight against this trap of fear?
Until we agree with God that our sin absolutely deserves his wrath, we'll be unable to fully experience the depth of his grace, mercy and unfathomable love.