Grace

Have you just exited the backseat of your car? Just climbed into the light. Just discovered the destination of your sexual sin isn’t where you wanted to be?

Sex in the backseat has you imprisoned, looking at the road behind, as you travel farther and farther from home. It’s taking you for a ride you think you control when you don’t. But there’s someone closing fast. Someone who wants a word. Someone who loves you.