Hello blog. My name is Jason. They say you're like a diary, which means in ten years, I'll stumble across you and this single entry. But really, I hope we become fast friends. Everyone should have real, intimate friends they can count on, don't you think? I do.
Speaking of friends, today I went to a baptism for an acquaintance of mine. I guess maybe a friend, someone whose name I know and we say a friendly hello whenever we happen to meet or play frisbee on Friday afternoons. Anyway, he, S***, was baptized, and six other people too. They all got up and told their story about how they found themselves at a point ready to publicly declare to their friends and family and everyone that they associated themselves as a follower of Jesus Christ. You know what I noticed? Their stories had a pretty common theme. And it wasn't how good of people they were, or how they always went to church and obeyed the right rules, and how pleased God was to have such honorable people on His side. No, they all shared how their lives were pretty much in shambles and not about to change, and but for the grace of God, they would not even be standing there. It's pretty incredible, this grace. How God can look at us in the midst of disgusting selfishness, pride, adultery, lying, abortion, cheating, stealing, and all the other ways we pervert His glory, and say... I love you. Incredible. I'm grateful for it. And I would that you would be as well.
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