But By the Grace of God


A harried pastor, late for a budget committee meeting, rushed anxiously across the parking lot. With briefcase clutched in a vice-like grip, he charged forward -- the heavy load of stress etching his face into a disagreeable scowl.

A homeless man, huddled near the front door of the church, lifted his shabby head as he saw the preacher coming. He raised a crusty eyebrow towards heaven and declared,

"There, but by the grace of God, go I."

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