Confessions

I have never been part of one of those 12-step programs, but I am going to try step four:
Make a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves.
(Don't worry, I will spare y'all the details)
My name is Nanette.
I am a speeder.
I do rolling stops at all those 4-way intersections... a lot.
I yell at people that drive too slowly; even when they are going the speed limit.
(I seem to have a lot of driving issues)
I don't handle stupidity well...at all. 
I don't always tell the truth.
I am not always kind; in fact, I can be quite unkind.
I am critical and judgmental.
I can be offended.
I don't take everything to God in prayer...but I sure like to sing about it.
I am impatient.
I often talk too much and listen too little.
And the other day, I used scripture to offend someone. Really.

Ok...
I would like to say I feel better now, but I don't.
Seeing it on the page makes it all the yuckier.
I wonder if that is how Augustine felt when he got his Confessions all written down.

So, yet again, I find myself identifying with Paul - 

Romans 7 "For if I know the law but still can't keep it, and if the power of sin within me keeps sabotaging my best intentions, I obviously need help! I realize that I don't have what it takes. I can will it, but I can't do it. I decide to do good, but I don't really do it; I decide not to do bad, but then I do it anyway. My decisions, such as they are, don't result in actions. Something has gone wrong deep within me and gets the better of me every time...
I've tried everything and nothing helps. I'm at the end of my rope. Is there no one who can do anything for me? Isn't that the real question?
The answer, thank God, is that Jesus Christ can and does."
AMEN.

My name is Nanette, and I am a sinner...
saved by Grace.