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I have been reading a book lately that came out years ago.  It’s entitled “What’s So Amazing About Grace?” by Philip Yancey.  Maybe you’ve read it.  I’m thinking about buying a few dozen copies and just handing them out to people.  Not only is it good for the downtrodden and broken hearted, it’s good for the stubborn and the proud too.  I know that because I can alternately be one or the other on any given occasion.

One of the key thoughts that has come to me is that I can be guilty of behaving so “ungraciously” at times.  It’s not that I am wicked, immoral, unethical, dastardly or hurtful.  I am just ungracious.  I can be factual without feelings.  I can be callous without being considerate.  I can be consequential without understanding.  In his words, I am “ungracious”.  I think he may be on to something.

As church people we don’t try to be ungracious, but we tend to drift that way.  I find my tribe can be a little sticky and stinky at times.  I don’t want to be judgmental on us because that would validate the case of my “ungraciousness”.  I guess I just need to look in my mirror and concentrate on what I see there.

A little while back, one of my colleagues took me apart in a viscious way in a public meeting.  As a denominational executive I have come to expect something like that at least once or twice a year.  I don’t like it.  I usually feel punched up by it.  I never know for sure where/when it’s going to come.  But I have also come to realize that it’s something in the character of some that causes them to do it.  I like to say that they are wired in such a way that “if they are not leading the parade, they feel compelled to shoot the tires out from the lead vehicle”.  About an hour after the dust up occurred, the fellow came to me and apologized for his behaviour.  I simply said, “you had some strong opinions and you expressed them.  I just happened to be the person in the room that was there when you felt the need to vent”.  He looked at me and said, “Jamey you are too gracious”.  I said, “sometimes I am not gracious enough”.

Sometimes I am, sometimes I am not.

How about you?