In the past week, we’ve been very busy trying to see how many people we can let down. At least it has felt that way. We’ve disappointed some and hurt some. Oh, not in a sinful way, but in a painful way nevertheless. As we geared up for the fallout, as we braced for the blows, we received…warm hugs, whispered prayers, supportive words, healing tears. A generosity of patience and understanding. Lots of silent smiles conveying trust. Multiple conversations revealed class acts and compassionate hearts. I was humbled and so grateful. I was surprised, but I shouldn’t have been. This wasn’t the first time I’d seen mercy in action. I’ve personally hurt others in the past, and in a sinful way. When anger and rejection would’ve been justifiable, I was shown compassion and forgiveness.
I’m grateful for two things. First, it’s wonderful to see Christians demonstrating God’s grace and mercy. We saw firsthand a glimpse of the Father’s heart. It’s been beautiful and faith-building, and I’m reminded once more of the blessedness of being in God’s Family. Second, I’m grateful for the ways this has caused me to look closely at my own heart. I’ve been forced to acknowledge that there’ve been times when I’ve been stingy with mercy. There’ve been times when I’ve been too full of myself to be patient or compassionate. There’ve been times when I did extend forgiveness, but a little too begrudgingly and condescendingly. I’m challenged to be more merciful. I want to give to others what has been so generously given to us.
“Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy” (Matthew 5:7).
Prayer for Today: Oh God, help me show Your love and mercy to my family, my fellow Christians, and my sphere of influence.