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But inside, Lin Wei was crumbling.

He looked at his life. His prayer life was a frantic attempt to keep God from being angry. His service was a ladder he was climbing to reach a heaven that felt farther every year. He had turned the infinite ocean of grace into a tiny, leaky bucket of works.

He closed the book. The Complete Works of Watchman Nee sat on his lap, but for Lin Wei, the lesson was no longer in the pages. It was written on his weary, finally peaceful, heart. The Complete Works of Watchman Nee - Grace In Christianity

The old Lin Wei would have quoted Scripture at her. He would have given her three steps to recovery and a fasting schedule.

He bought it for two dollars.

For a terrifying, holy moment, nothing happened. Then, a quiet voice—not audible, but as real as the floor beneath him—seemed to reply. Finally.

He simply whispered, “Lord… I quit.” But inside, Lin Wei was crumbling

His theology was a ledger sheet. Every prayer was a deposit, every sinful thought a withdrawal. When he read the Sermon on the Mount, he didn’t see blessing; he saw a failure report. Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect. The words felt like a whip.

For the first time in twenty-two years, Lin Wei stopped trying to be a good Christian. And in that strange, terrifying rest, he finally became one—not by effort, but by exchange. The grace had been there the whole time, waiting for him to stop building the prison walls of his own religion. His service was a ladder he was climbing

“Brother Lin Wei,” she whispered. “I failed again. I don’t think God wants me anymore.”

It wasn’t sarcastic. It was relieved.