Wife. Mother, Teacher and Writer. My heroes: Anne Shirley, Sarah Crewe, Patty Bergen, Elizabeth Bennett, Laura Ingalls, Thomas More, Ignatius of Loyola, Joan of Arc, Mother Teresa, CS Lewis and Stonewall Jackson. Thank you for reading!Here's Alice's contribution, the first of what I hope will be many more!
But For The Grace
I've been listening to a bit of sports radio lately. My husband, Chris, has it on in the Pilot so, when I drive that car, I catch up on how the other half thinks. I don't know about you but I find it truly amazing that men can remember every important sports moment and have an opinion on everything related to, say, football, but can never seem to remember the details of a conversation--like the name of a friend's new baby. Truly a mystery, no?
But that's not the subject of this post. Yesterday, when I turned the key and backed out of the driveway, host Colin Cowherd was talking about Michael Vick. He was commenting that he couldn't go so far as to say that MV is evil, he simply assumes that Vick is missing something in his brain, an important part, one that would tell him that something like watching two dogs tear each other apart is evil. I'm guessing that Cowherd was responding to a call about Michael Vick's new contract. Perhaps the caller brought up Vick's transgressions and the "injustice" of his multi-million dollar paycheck in light of his past. I don't know. What I do know is that Cowherd's comments made me cringe--a feeling that had less to do with the specifics of Michael Vick and his circumstances than with the enormous lack of a sense of "there, but for the grace of God, go I" that I encounter over and over in my life.
