Random ramblings of a forgiven mom

I am not really sure if anyone reads this blog. I am thinking maybe it is more of a public diary that nobody reads but I continue to write because it just feels good to get things off my chest. I have always been a rather public person. I don't mind my name being associated with most of the things I say and do. But, even I have my moments. Sometimes I will overreact or completely blow my top and I will think to myself, 'Please Lord don't let anyone I know have just seen/heard that!' Then I remember that God sees and hears everything I say and do and even the things I only think about saying and doing. What is even more humbling is knowing that despite all that, He loves me anyway. Imperfections and all, He has counted my tears and amazingly forgotten my sins. He has passed over the worldliness in me and instead sees the only thing he can see in me....His perfect unblemished Son. God loves me just the way I am, and yet, too much to let me stay that way. So, I have my humbling moments when I act like a small child and pitch a fit of disobedience and God is not surprised, He's not embarrassed by me, He doesn't complain about me to His son and His legion of angels and He doesn't call my mother into his throne room and ask her if 'This is the way she raised me to act' (on a side note I am especially thankful for that!). He gives me grace, something I don't deserve but I desperately need. And he doesn't do it once, he does it repeatedly and constantly.