Got plans for the rest of the day?"I looked back at him and my heart just stopped. Then it just started again thudding erratically. What the hell does that mean? I feel like I'm having a heart attack."No plans," I whispered. Test drive your mattress? Let me pretend to be a Skittle and you can taste my rainbow? Fifty Shades me? Please! Oh, holy horror, I'm freaking losing it.
We preach grace, but we don__ always practice it. We talk about God__ mercy, but we don__ always want the people who need it most to know it or get in on it. We say we are in the redemption business, but the door to that redemption is often locked by us from the inside. We say, __ome in! All are welcome!_ but __ll_ is often marked with an asterisk. How, I ask, can the world change _ how can heaven come to earth _ if we stingily protest against God for his grace to others, grace we have freely received ourselves? How can we pray __hy kingdom come,_ and be resentful toward God and those he allows to enter the kingdom in his way and his timing?
How Far Is Heaven?: Rediscovering the Kingdom of God in the Here and Now
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We preach grace, but we don__ always practice it. We talk about God__ mercy, but we don__ always want the people who need it most to know it or get in on it. We say we are in the redemption business, but the door to that redemption is often locked by us from the inside. We say, __ome in! All are welcome!_ but __ll_ is often marked with an asterisk. How, I ask, can the world change _ how can heaven come to earth _ if we stingily protest against God for his grace to others, grace we have freely received ourselves? How can we pray __hy kingdom come,_ and be resentful toward God and those he allows to enter the kingdom in his way and his timing?
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