I think I’ve been blogging for about a year or so. It was some time last July that I started this crazy venture. Ok, so I don’t have millions or even thousands of loyal followers, but I have readers. Tens of readers.

The idea was never really about numbers. It was always about an outlet for me to express myself. Especially when it comes to the grace of God. Cause when it comes to grace, I am the #1 fan.

Grace walks in the back door when friends walk out the front door. Grace comes in when I’ve failed again after I promised I wouldn’t. Grace is a good thing.

Grace has led me safely thus far and grace will lead me home, or so says the old hymn. Grace really is amazing, isn’t it?

Grace says that God is strong and He loves me. Grace says that love won’t ever go away, no matter what I do. Grace is a good thing.

The more I try to describe or define it, the more I realize how hard a job that is. I can’t tell you what grace really is or how it works; I can only tell you that I desperately need it and I find it available at just the right moments.

 The older I get, the more I believe in my heart that there’s no such thing as good or bad Christians. There are only those who were lost and are now found. There are only those who deserved to die and got to live. There are only those who deserved hell and got Jesus instead.

In the end, none of us measures up. None of us is good enough. None of us always does what is right and avoids temptation and never fails. We all fall short. We all need grace.

That’s why I have no patience for impatient Christians and I am judgmental toward judgmental believers. I guess that makes me just like them. Darn. I really wanted to have the superior high ground for once. Oh well.

What draws people in the end is not perfect doctrine (which no one has), or mastery of morals, or a vast intellect, or the gift of eloquence. It’s grace. They see what grace has done for us and they want it.

May we all be trophies of grace each day and help people see that it’s okay to be broken and messed up and not have life figured out or everything together, because grace will lead us home.