‘I couldn’t stop it,’ Shay said. ‘But this time, I can fix it.’ ‘Leave that to God,’ I suggested. ‘Tell Him you’re sorry for what you did, and He’ll forgive you.’ ‘No matter what?’ ‘No matter what.’ ‘Then why do you have to say you’re sorry first?’ I hesitated, trying to find a better way to explain sin and salvation to Shay. It was a bargain: you made an admission, you got redemption in return. In Shay’s economy of salvation, you gave away a piece of yourself – and somehow found yourself whole again. Were the two ideas really so different?
