Saturday, August 8, 2009

That in me ye might have peace

When the hard times come, you’re not going to faithfully stand by: you’re going to run away with your tail between your legs. And you’ll look back on that and feel hateful about yourself. But I don’t want you to feel hateful about yourself: I want you to be peaceful. I knew you would mess up: I knew when and how and how big you were going to mess up, and I still love you; I still choose you. The more of your sins I forgive, the more you’ll love me. Let me at them! And when you’re done taking the test, I’ll be standing there at the teacher’s desk, ready to clear up the places where you got stuck. I’ll take care of your failings: you just focus on trying to get my work done.

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