August 1, 2009
"But for the grace of God go I" drifted from my lips and I immediately stated that I hate that expression. "Why?" he said. I said that I really don't feel that way inside. It's just an expression left over from my southern upbringing. I call it the luck of the draw and they were dealt a bad hand. I don't deserve God's grace any more than the next person. I am no better than they. I just got lucky, that's all. He said, "You just stated beautifully exactly why it was granted to you." Wow! I love deep conversations!