On being a…wretch

Who saved a wretch like me…
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound

At first, I thought that was a bit of a stretch.

A wretch. As in, wretched. 

Then I learned–at least cognitively–that it was true.

That’s the verse from Isaiah: “even our best actions are filthy” (64:6).

But then, when I had kids…I began to see a new side of this.

Kids are one of those factors in life that really show you who you are. Work is challenging, and (can be) rewarding. Friends and family are important. But kids are a different thing entirely.

It’s not only that you can’t hide from them…but you can no longer hide from yourself.

I’ve come to learn, the deeper one goes, the sweeter the grace is.