Our neighbor across the alley knew! He was at our back fence asking who’d shot the BB gun and who was going to pay for his sliding glass door. I disowned my brother, changed my last name and claimed to be a visitor from Canada. My father, more noble than I, said, “Yes, these are my children and I’ll pay for their mistakes.”
Christ says the same about you. He knows you miss the target. He knows you can’t pay for your mistakes. But he can.
And since he loves you—he did!
Does Max Lucado have a way with words or what ?
