One of the first paintings I ever did (or damaged photographs of it). It's a
painting of the father of my first son, painted before I
committed my life to the Lord.
(ref
"How Planned Parenthood Impacted My Youth")
I never gained the Glory, not the sort I was looking for, but oh, how God has
granted me Grace!
(Please understand, to the Christian, "grace" means undeserved forgiveness and
mercy, of which I needed much!)
Or as someone else explained it to me:
God's
Riches
At
Christ's
Expense