What I believe, in six words

I was listening to an interesting Valentine's Day podcast last night (yup, I'm a bit behind...) about the six-word love story project underway at SMITH magazine. (and the ongoing six-word memoir project.) It was engaging, entertaining, fascinating. Check the link for more stories. It was begun my a six-word story by Ernest Hemingway:

For sale: baby shoes. Never worn.

There's a novel in that. What economy! Up at the magazine this morning:

Morning coffee tastes different without you.
Child in hospital. Heart losing hope.
Tried men. Tried women. Like cats.
Quit my dad's dreams. Found mine.

It got me thinking...what if we tried to tell our faith stories in six words? It's harder than I thought. I have two, as of this morning:

Lutheran musician, insider, outsider. Aaaaaahhhhh, grace.
God makes, saves, loves. I try.

What do you believe? Please post!