I just found out that one of my favorite all-time comedians (and the only one I've ever gone to a comedy club and paid to see) died over a year ago. Drugs. Not surprising, but still - how out of touch am I?
I am nothing apart from grace. I am worthy only by imputation. My only value has been given to me at great price. The love I receive is due another. The wrath I deserve, he accepted.