I’m a moral failure whose mind has drifted while even writing the last few paragraphs, with thoughts ranging from silly to immature to rebellious to lazy to selfish. I’m inconsistent to the core. But in a very real sense, it just doesn’t matter. I want to grow up, but my Father loves me even as I am. It’s incredible news. And that matters, when it comes to our offendability. Imagine you open your e-mail and there’s actually some great news: someone wants to give you a hundred million dollars. (Now that I think about it, I get this offer from Nigerian friends on a daily basis. But say this is
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