… but you can ‘t take the teacher out of the teacher.
I often want to jerk a knot in a kid’s tail.
For real.
K Belle often says I have a “teacher-mode” that just happens naturally.
I don’t plan it. It exudes out of me.
One thing that I simply cannot tolerate is disrespect, especially in church … even more when people are trying to worship the Lord.
I eyed two girls mocking worshipers last night and I was about two inches away from pulling their hair and giving them the look of death.
Obviously their parents made them come to church.
It really lit a fire in me. 
I had to walk out of service.

I want to be opposite of this.

I want to the the person that gives grace … that makes excuses for why people are the way they are … that always thinks the best of everyone.

It’s one of my many flaws. Ugh. I hate it.

It’s funny that I often think that way about other people and assume other people think that way about me. That people naturally think the worst in me. Why? Why would I think that? Sounds kinda dumb as I’m writing it down.

I want people to see the good in me and I want to see the good in other people.

God, help me.

I’m not sure that there was any good in what I saw those girls doing and I still really believe they needed a good whoopin’, but I want to believe the best.

It all stems from  history with people in general.

I don’t want my history to determine my future.

And, who am I to decide who needs grace and who doesn’t? I think I need it the most.

 Because I have received your grace, you transform me to also be able to have grace for others. Your grace is the theme of my heart and the melody of my life. Psalm 119:53-54
I want that. I want grace to be the melody of my life, not my own pride or sense of justice, even if I feel the justice is merited.