I try not to bother God too often, but I do sometimes ask Him for grace, to lend me some when I need to display it. I admit to asking now. The last three weeks have been the darkest yet most enlightening of my professional life. The dark part is obvious. I made a careless mistake in a column. It wasn't malicious. It didn't harm the subjects. But it was factually incorrect (how about "LIES") in four paragraphs. I assumed something would happen that didn't. That was wrong. I apologized to my bossess. We were going to run a correction....