When I was a young deputy team lead at the office, I would occasionally be the acting lead when my manager was on vacation or traveling for work. I didn’t have any real concept of the all the issues she handled on a daily basis, but it felt as if the sky was falling every time she stepped out.
I have a long-time mentor at work. I first met her when she was my boss and I had finally earned a leadership role in the organization. In those years it seemed we were doing a lot of on the job training, and we had a very diverse group of people. We were also writing many proposals for small and large bits of additional work to our contract. Things were moving fast, and we were all expected to know our areas and make quick decisions.
I used to think that God’s grace was like this: I work my hardest, give Him all the pennies I saved and when it wasn’t enough He’d pitch in the other $4 – like when my son wants a new pack of trading cards and doesn’t have enough money to cover the tax. Then one day I was teaching about grace to the teenagers in my Sunday School class and inspiration struck.