Put those tools away

Today I was looking for a tool. I looked in the shop, I looked in the shed, I looked by the storm shelter, around the outside of the house and I just couldn't find it. I thought maybe when Johnnie borrowed it, he may not have brought it back. I thought, I am really sure he did. If I asked him, Johnnie would say; "don't I always tell you to put your tools away." I can't call him because I do have a bad habit of not putting my tools away after I use them. I though about how many times I have lost keys and tools, glasses and whatever and I'd pray about it and right after I prayed, I'd find it. I thought, its not fair to ask God because I haven't yet learned to put the tools away. Why should he help me? I spoke words similar to those to God because I really didn't feel it would be right for God to help me because I don't put them away. So I am really not asking, but I do want to thank you for all the times you have helped me. Just then as I was walking toward the back of the yard I saw the tool leaning against the oak tree where I had left it. The thought came to me that's just like grace. I don't deserve it, I can't earn it. I could never have enough money to pay for it. I really do not deserve God's grace, but he gave it anyway. And he gives it to any one who will accept it. Ephesians 4:7 "But unto every one of us is given grace according to the measure of the gift of Christ." Wouldn't learning to put my tools away almost be like being able to fix our lives to be able to call on God? That's not the way it is, we come to God just as we are. God in his goodness just showed me another picture of his grace. I certainly don't deserve it, but he gives it anyway.  God bless, LVZ.