Meditating on God’s Mercy

The Lord has been very kind to me.

Over the last several days, two young men who are very dear to me have either given their hearts to the Lord, or re-dedicated themselves to Him. With my imperfect love, I am deeply moved - I can only imagine how much God and the angels are rejoicing in heaven.

Last night I received an email from a sweet new mom, after spending Wednesday night talking about these two events. She sent two scriptures that she used while "meditating on God’s mercy". They cut thru my heart:

Lamentations 3:19-23

I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore have hope:


Because the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

Psalm 30:1-5

I will exalt you, o Lord, for you lifted me out of the depths and did not let my enemies gloat over me. O Lord my God, I called to you for help and you healed me. O Lord, you have brought me up from the grave; you spared me from the pit. Sing to the Lord, you saints of his; praise his holy name. For his anger lasts only a moment , but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.

And rejoicing has come!

Now my prayers revolve around a parable:

That same day Jesus went out of the house and sat beside the sea. And great crowds gathered about him, so that he got into a boat and sat down. And the whole crowd stood on the beach. And he told them many things in parables, saying: “A sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seeds fell along the path, and the birds came and devoured them. Other seeds fell on rocky ground, where they did not have much soil, and immediately they sprang up, since they had no depth of soil, but when the sun rose they were scorched. And since they had no root, they withered way. Other seeds fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked them. Other seeds fell on good soil and produced grain, some a hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty. He who has ears, let him hear.” -- Matthew 13:1-9

May the roots of these decisions go deep, be well watered and yield eternal fruit.