When I want a hamburger, I do not go to a salad bar. (And vice versa.)
When I want Ford, I do not go to GM.
And when I want grace, I do not go to the law.
When I seek freedom I do not seek religion.
Not sure why so many think grace is not Jesus. Or why they would settle for mixture.
If I want to grow, it is not the law that will provide.
I plant myself firmly in the arms of grace.
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