" In my childhood understanding of sin and Jesus's intervention, Christ substituted his beauty for my ugliness, his perfection for my flaws. It was as if the mere thought of me would be so unbearable and enraging to a holy God that my only salvation would be if someone held up a photo of me and God somehow saw a picture of Jesus instead. Despite God's omnipotence, omniscience, and omni-everything else, was the very sight of me so bad? "
― Rachel Held Evans , Wholehearted Faith