To the Prodigal Son: grace wins.
To the woman at the well: grace wins.
To the thief on the cross: grace wins.
To you and me and every one of us, all of whom are sinners: grace wins.
There's a war between guilt and grace. But grace wins every time.
"Where sin abounds, grace abounds all the more!" -Paul
Jesus, you know just how far the east is from the west. I can't stand to see the man I've been, rising up in me again. In the arms of your mercy I find rest. Can you show me just how far the east is from the west? From one scarred hand to the other. -- Casting Crowns
