I Need Grace Because

I am impatient and irritable.

I need grace because I do not listen,

therefore I may not understand.

I need grace because I am forgetful
and that can affect people.

I need grace because 

I love, hoping to be loved in return.

I need grace because 

I interrupt and don't let you finish. I am more concerned about

what I want to say.

I need grace  because I boast.

I need grace because I am vain and care about clothes too much.

I need grace because I won't love you

because you didn't love me.

I need grace because I think about myself too much and I am on Earth

to serve others before myself.

I need grace because I try to control the life around me, 

and life rarely goes as planned and

what would I learn from a smoothly running life anyway?

I need grace because I didn't feed the homeless or invite a stranger

over for a meal.

I need grace because my tone was rude and I hurt someone

and their spirit shut down.

I need grace because I have envied.

I need grace because I can be defensive, cold, and bitter, 

and these things do not breed life and love.

I need grace to melt away any old trait that is 

not really me, but just a lacking, broken version of me.

It's not me, or who I was created to be, it's how I react and behave sometimes.

These glitches will not hold me down, or define me.

They are a cover up to something deeper that says:

"I'm sad"

"I'm afraid"

"I'm hurting"

or

"I'm tired"--

that's all I'm really trying to express

and grace knows it.

Sunday evening coffee down the road with my husband.

I wrote this on a post-it note and laid it on top of a piece of vintage fabric. I put it through instagram, and then through a filter on my computer called Pixlr-o-matic that I just love using. This is what I ended up with.