We humans tend to forget things. We especially tend to forget things we don't particularly like. If it were up to us, we'd probably just have Christmas and Easter. And Christmas and Easter again.
And Christmas and Easter are great - they are both celebrations of hallelujahs, of wonderfulness, of Christ, of Grace.
And grace is good. It's not just good, it's it. It is the story. The climax. The point.
But guess how Grace doesn't make sense?
Alone.
