Never have I ever been convicted to act out of Christ's love by being reminded of the existential burden of brokenness I've felt since the moment I was born. [1] Only by beholding the absurd majesty and beauty of God's glory, right here, right now, right in front of me, anew each day, have I ever been moved to act in a way that might resemble goodness, righteousness, or justice. [...]
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