At the garden of Gethsemane, our Redeemer wept furiously against our propensity to ignore his plea for reconciliation.
We have become ministers of forgiveness.
His shed blood both on his knees while praying and on his body while hanging breaks every psychological rig we stomp against His mercies.
Grace is an ocean, we can never drown on it for we were taught to swim by resting 365 days and 24 hours recycling until He comes.
Maranatha.
NYC Reconciliation