"Christians are the worst," my friend said.

And I, schlepping my groceries home with the cell phone stuck under my chin, had to agree.

You know why we're the worst?

Because all the grace, all the freedom, all the living, redeeming, exponentially multiplying Love of the entire universe, is completely ours.  

Because we were lost and alone and completely without hope--and then when we find others in that same sorry state, we sling shame, all dressed up in a frilly Sunday school dress:

• Choose joy!
• Take every thought captive!
• If you're not happy, it's cuz you're just not grateful enough. 

We say it so pretty, dressed up in swirly fonts and pink flowers, but what we really mean is this: