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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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The concepts of grace and mercy are far too large for me to fathom. Too amazing, too wonderful, too life-changing. I don't understand them, and I think that if I could, if I could take away the mystery, they would lose their power. Not that I can make God any more or less powerful; just that it would lose its power for me. The wonder, excitement, and freshness of it all.

Too often, though, it becomes a stale concept for me. Something I take for granted and fail to see the power of it. I shove it to the back of my mind and forget that it's there, until I need it, and then conveniently, it's pulled out of the back pocket of my mind, ready to be used again until I don't need it anymore.

How dare I? How dare I treat God's compassion with such disdain? How can I be so flippant about something that cost so much--that cost everything?
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