At the center of our faith is this wild, beautiful truth:
We were never saved by striving, performing, or getting it all right.

We were saved by grace.

By love so deep, so undeserved, so intentional, that Jesus went all the

way to the cross for us and then rose again in victory.

That’s the hope we get to live from.

Easter reminds me that love had the final word.
Grace had the final word.
Jesus had the final word.

And because of Him, we get to live free.
Forgiven.
Held.
Chosen.
Made new.

What a gift that our faith isn’t rooted in our perfection, but in His.

This weekend, I’m just feeling extra grateful for the cross,

for the empty tomb, and for the kind of love that changes everything.

With love,