Grace. I think my mother should have named me Grace. Or I should have named one of my daughters Grace because I sure need a lot of it and need to be reminded continually of the beautiful grace given to me by my sweet Lord. I need grace tonight. Grace to bring me back to my knees. Grace to remind me that we are all human. Grace to remind me that I am worst than those I believe are in need of such grace. Grace to carry me through the heartache that frustrates me, makes me angry, makes me want to take the reigns back and steer this horse in the "right" direction. I need grace because I am so unbelievably dependant on my flesh all too often. What peace comes from knowing how loved I am. That there really is enough grace to cover me and all of my flaws. This is where I rest tonight. In the arms of Grace.
Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need.-Hebrews 4:16
