But desperately need it! I have a love/hate relationship with grace. Like exercise, I know it’s good for me, but that doesn’t make me like it. See, I don’t want to NEED grace. I want to be the person who’s got my crap together, who doesn’t let anyone down, who never drops the ball. As I’m typing, I realize that statement is just dripping in self-righteousness and pride. YUCK. I know grace is a beautiful thing. I know grace came to save a wretch like me. But now, honestly, I don’t want to be a wretch anymore, and I don’t want to need saving. I’m thankful God saved me, and…