grace like ketchup
Easter Sunday was the first time in a long time that I have been to church.
The pastor spoke of having grace, using it liberally like ketchup on life.
Of spreading the gospel the way we spread gossip.
Of truly letting go of skeletons instead of keeping them hanging from our necks.
Of demonstrating rather than voicing your faith.
My spine tingled because it’s been eons since I’ve been surrounded by people so enthusiastic about God. It was an amazing service that echoed many of my thoughts. And a perfect way to end a relaxing Easter weekend.
I hope you had an amazing weekend too.