…because, being woefully imperfect, I don't really have a choice!
(By the way, I just saw grace in serious action today, in a manner that awed and humbled me. The steward on my United Airlines flight this afternoon handled a freaky/drunk/tweaking/nerve-inducing passenger with such kindness, such patience, such GRACE that he diffused the entire situation…while at the same time modeling for me an example of non-judgmental competence and compassion such as I have rarely seen, and cannot even imagine reaching. Some people are so good, it is simply amazing.)
Show me how to do that, is what I pray.