That Which Is Denied Cannot Be Healed.

Rome Is Burning, Jesus Says. Drop Your Fiddle, Change Your Life And Come To Me. Let Go Of The Good Days That Never Were - A Regimented Church You Never Attended, Traditional Virtues You Never Practiced, Legalistic Obedience You Never Honored, And A Sterile Orthodoxy You Never Accepted. The Old Era Is Done. The Decisive Inbreak Of God Has Happened.

God Loves You Unconditionally, As You Are And Not As You Should Be, Because Nobody Is As They Should Be.

This Is The God Of The Gospel Of Grace. A God Who, Out Of Love For Us, Sent The Only Son He Ever Had Wrapped In Our Skin. He Learned How To Walk, Stumbled And Fell, Cried For His Milk, Sweated Blood In The Night, Was Lashed With A Whip And Showered With Spit, Was Fixed To A Cross, And Died Whispering Forgiveness On Us All.

The Ragamuffin Who Sees His Life As A Voyage Of Discovery And Runs The Risk Of Failure Has A Better Feel For Faithfulness Than The Timid Man Who Hides Behind The Law And Never Finds Out Who He Is At All.

Being The Beloved Is Our Identity, The Core Of Our Existence. It Is Not Merely A Lofty Thought, An Inspiring Idea, Or One Name Among Many. It Is The Name By Which God Knows Us And The Way He Relates To Us