Because I’ve messed up so severely in my life, I don’t claim a right to much of anything. Nobody owes me. However, I do know that God has given me the gift of grace. I know it so deeply that I can move about freely, without the shame of remembering what I did and without the fear that God is going to punish me. It’s only recently that I’ve started entertaining the idea that God may want to build something cool in my life and have me be the caretaker of it.