My Own Slate

When I finished my last post, I realized that even as I was busily wiping the slate clean for everyone else in my life, I continued to leave a whole lot of regrets scribbled on my own. Things I said that I can't take back. Promises I made that I was unable to keep. Confidences I had broken. Opportunities I missed or ignored. Trust misplaced. Projects abandoned.

Tomorrow is Always Fresh

The first time I remember putting it into practice, there was a boy who came to a free gym class that I was helping to run. He had a terrible attitude from the start and when it was time for him to leave he refused to move.

I was very firm with him. I said, "Okay, it's not funny anymore. You need to go." Nothing. I threatened to tell his teacher. He just laughed. I even raised my voice. He thought it was funny.

But That's Not Fair

I realized that there is that tendency in all of us when grace is extended to a guilty party to complain about the unfairness. This first grader was upset, and rightfully so, that I was being nice to someone who deserved to be punished.

Grace For Those Below

Grace is the opposite of everything that our nature screams. It says forgive when we want to hold a grudge. It says trust when we would rather be suspicious. It says give when saving makes so much more sense. Grace means ignoring everything the world tells us is "right" and "fair."