"So that is what you mean by being a Christian," said papa at last. "It is not living a good moral life and keeping all one's engagements."
" 'By the deeds of the law there shall no flesh be justified.' Even you, papa, are not good enough for that. God's law calls for perfection."
"Nobody is perfect."
"No, papa; and so all have come short of the glory of God."
"Well, then, I don't see what you are going to do, Daisy."
"Christ has paid our debt, papa."
"Then nobody need do anything."
"Oh, no, papa; for the free pardon that is made out for you and me - the white robe that Christ counsels us to buy of Him - waits for our acceptance and is given only on conditions. It is ready for every one who will trust Christ and obey Him; a free pardon, papa; a white robe that will hide all our ugliness. But we must be willing to have it on the conditions."
"And how then, Daisy?"
"Why, this way, papa. See, - I am dead - with Christ; it is as if I myself had died under the law, instead of my substitute; the penalty is paid, and the law has nothing to say to a dead malefactor, you know, papa. And now, I am dead to the law, and my life is Christ's. I live because He lives, and by His Spirit living in me; all I am and have belongs to Christ; the life that I live, I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me. I am not trying to keep the law, to buy my life; but I am keeping the law, because Christ has given me life - do you see, papa? and all my life is love to Him."