Graceless Broad Saved by Grace

So I often try to update the world (whoever is really listening) about what has happened since the last time I blogged and in this case, it hasn't been as long as I usually wait. Basically, it's hard for me to care too much about political things anymore because I (nor anyone else) has any control over what happens. Politicians can break any rules they want, and no one can stop them. End of the rant.

Anyways...today I was thinking about how I am not a very graceful person. I'm pretty clumsy actually. In that sense and in the sense of my social graces. I've often found myself saying totally inappropriate things in front of people that I do not mean to say them in front of. The funny part is there is usually no embarrassment that ensues after this. I just kind of wish I didn't say or do whatever I did or said. Here's a for instance:

Today, we got Panera and walked into church and set our food on this baby grand piano that the church has had forever. While we've updated most of the instruments, this thing persists to be an eye sore than cannot be regulated in sound because of it's size. We would happy to be rid of it. So here we go...

Our friend says, "We probably shouldn't set our food on this piano," to which I reply:

"Whatever. If I had my way, I'd take a poo on this piano."

No grace whatsoever. So there's that.

But a little later, something happened where our music set didn't go as planned and it was really our fault for asking someone unfamiliar with our songs to learn them all in 30 minutes. Let's just say...it was very painful. As much as I wanted to rip out all my hair and scream at this person, thank the Lord He spared me from doing so. You see, after my rage wore off, I realized it was my fault (as I said before). I did not used to be a think first, speak later kind of person. I was quite the opposite. Thank the Lord He is changing me because some of those past moments haunt me still.

In fact, it makes the "poo on the piano" comment not feel so bad.

The fact that I am covered no matter what by the blood of Jesus and His sacrifice also makes it not feel so bad. But it is very easy to feel endlessly guilty when my lady-likeness goes out the window. It's usually when I'm tired or uncomfortable. Still...no excuse.

All this to say...thank the Lord for His abounding grace. He knows I take advantage of the abounding part of it daily.

Grace and peace to you.