Lord, have mercy on me, a sinner. That is the prayer I ought to say, yet how many times have I caught myself instead with "There but for the grace of God go I...." It seems like such an innocent thing to say. It's so "Look at me! I'm nonjudgmental!", when in fact, the it's the act of looking outward rather than inward and upward. I'm to compare ourselves to no one but God (who alone is good), and find myself to fall very short indeed. (And then, of course, to remember that he loves me anyway, because he is my Father, and he loves me because he loves his son, who died for me)
It's hard not to compare myself to others, though. I read how St. Peter says "Behold, we have left all things, and have followed thee." and I see that I have left nothing for his sake. I stayed with my mother, I have a wonderful husband. I have a home that is warm in winter, and cool in summer (at least when compared to the outdoors.) I'm the rich man! (who happens to be female...). How then can I be saved?
"And Jesus looking on them, saith: With men it is impossible; but not with God: for all things are possible with God."
Thanks be to God!