"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
“Love you, sweetie.” I whispered, while placing a kiss on his cheek. His tired eyes blinked, half-open...but then his words surprised me. I would expect an “I love you too” or even a “have a good day.”
"God’s scandalous grace covers all of our wrongdoings, and He dishes out such grace liberally. But it’s one thing to struggle and fail, and quite another to call sin good and wrongdoing righteousness."
