What grace really means

I think I have learned what God's grace has meant in my life. While visiting with my parents over Christmas, I learned a few things about myself that I only partially remembered or had never heard before from a parents perspective. I only... remember the child's perspective as I was very young during most of these events.

I remember being 7 yrs. old in Mexico with my parents as the were visiting missionaries. The small village we stayed at had no plumbing of course, but did have outhouses that were emptied into one very large rectangular hole dug about 6 feet deep. It was filled to the brim with raw sewage or poop if you will. My red balloon fell into the middle of this bog of eternal stench and the village children egged me to get it out, so being bold I tried and did a nose dive head first into this pit.

My father remembers seeing the village children coming over the hill surrounding a moving brown object that was roughly the shape and size of his smallest girl, and just knew that it could only be his kid. This is where my memory ends and my parents half of the story was told me recently. They had no running water in the village except at the Dr.'s house and they took me to him to get me cleaned up, he said, "don't bother she will be dead shortly or at the latest by morning!" He had seen several cases like mine and none had survived do to the billions of microorganisms and disease that were now coursing through my system. They washed me and prayed and the next morning I was running and playing with the kids as if nothing had happened.

I also have been told as a toddler I drank drano and lived to tell about it as well. Before you judge, remember I was a child of the early 70's before childproofing and all that stuff. My parents lived on prayer and faith, and I'm still here, so guess that just proves my point. I have seen this on TV and Drano is a serious acid that eats you from the esophagus down. You don't survive this, and if you do, you are permanently disfigured and disabled inside. I am not.

I have almost drowned a few times and each time I was miraculously pulled out at the last second, Dena Trice was one of these angels who saved me. That instance I watched the scene from above looking down at my body, as she grabbed my arm and pulled me free of flood debris in the rapids.

I have had several serious horse falls that should have killed me, I was bitten by a scorpion as a small girl at Wimberly and Jerry Owens prayed for me and it was as if an ant bit me.

I have had several otherworldly moments in my life while driving in bad conditions when a voice told me to slow down! I have always listened and always missed the three deer standing in the middle of the road around the corner, or the disabled vehicle in the road.

I learned from my parents that I am really lucky just to still be alive. I have had more lives than a cat apparently and God had not let me be harmed or die even when it was the only possible outcome. I don't know about you, but wow has this knowledge bolstered my faith in God to protect me from all harm. I am in awe that God has thought so much of me that he has saved me from my own stupidity my whole life, and I just always chocked it up to I'm lucky I guess, sorry God!

Love every moment you live! Live every moment to love! You never know when God's grace will run out and you could be gone in the blink of an eye. I will not waste anymore of my life, and I will not fear death or any evil thing formed against me! That is what Grace is, God sacrificing his son so stupid me covered in poo could live. The devil has come over and over to take me and God has covered me in his lambs blood over and over again, I will never take that for granted again Father! I thank you for my life and each new chance to change.

How many chances has God given you?