I straight-up lied to my husband last night, slept on it, and then realized I needed to tell him the truth this morning. So, of course, instead of saying it to his face, I decided to text my apology after he left for work. A tremendously courageous move on my part. And he responded with three words: There's no judgement. My soul breathed a sigh of relief. Of all the ways he could've reacted, he chose grace. I sensed God telling me in that moment: "This is My response to you, every time." How much guilt and shame could we lay down if we truly believed this? How much more quickly could we get back up after wiping out, dust ourselves off, and keep moving forward on the journey? Jesus ended judgement for anyone who would come to Him, lay down their old, broken lives, and receive everything He offers. I need this reminder of the cross every day. There's no more condemnation -- only love.