Ain't technology grand? I have the world at my fingertips with my cell phone. At any moment I can comminucate with someone and not even have to talk to them. Gotta love text messaging. That is until you accidentally send a text to the wrong recipient with a message you wouldn't want them to read.
Today I got one of those messages. My first thought was, Oops. That was not meant for me. My second thought was, Glad I didn't make that mistake!
At this point, I had a choice. I could A) respond in a snarky manner; B) not respond; or C) respond kindly and gently.
As I learned in collge, if in doubt, C out.
The whole communication fiasco had stemmed from a misunderstanding. I sent my reply and quietly said a prayer. I prayed for grace. Grace for me, and grace from me.
In the time it took me to pray, the texter responded. And grace abound.
I am so thankful that I chose to be graceful. And when I don't choose grace (which as a broken, sinful human, is most of the time), I am thankful for God's grace.