This morning on my Instagram feed, I posted the words “Morning by morning new mercies I see.” The picture is of a woman raising her hands to heaven. That was ME this morning! I need God’s mercy desperately! Ever feel that way?
I can’t do this, God. I don’t have the strength.
If one more thing goes wrong Lord, I think I’ll lose it.
I just need to get out of the house before I go crazy!
Dear Jesus, I’m sorry. I got angry and frustrated. Again.
Good grief, when was the last time I had a day to just do whatever?
Honestly, I’m so busy and so tired all the TIME!
God, I don’t have the wisdom I need for this situation. I don’t know what to do.
Father, please. Help!
And ya know what? He’s there, every time. His mercies are there for me for each new day, for every new task, new burden, new circumstance. His mercies are also brand spanking new. Refreshed. Replenished. Restored. Renewed. They are there for the using. I talked about God’s mercy last week. If you haven’t read it—and I urge you to do so—you can right here.
Because before I can BE like Jesus, I need to KNOW what He is like.
Today, as I use God’s mercies, I am striving to SHOW God’s mercy. What does that characteristic of God—His mercy—look like in me? I am supposed to show forth Christlikeness in all I think, say, and do. How can I follow God’s command in Micah 6:8 to “love mercy” in a practical way?
I’m so glad you asked.
Love mercy for others.
As I contemplated, meditated on how I am supposed to love mercy, my heart remembered the Gospels. Reading through the story of Christ as told by those who watched Him personally is incredible! Seeing Christ through their eyes. Watching Him touch the lepers, listening to Him respond in patience and love and MERCY towards the common people.
They didn’t want His Gospel. Most of them only wanted what He had to offer—healing and food. But Jesus didn’t get angry at those hurting, hungry people. He showed them mercy. He withheld the judgment, the tongue lashing, they deserved and simply gave. Of Himself. Of ALL of Himself, without reserve.
Does the cranky, picky, nosy neighbor deserve to be brought up short for their unkind words or nagging questions? For the way they make your life miserable? Yes! But has God called us to serve up what is due? No, that’s His job. Our job is to know Christ and show Christ. Show them His mercy. Let your heart and then your words be full of grace, edification, and love. Let your actions be full of mercy, benevolence, genuine kindness.You have to know Christ in order to show Christ. #thrivinginwomanhood Click To Tweet
Love mercy for your family.
Do you find it strange, like I do, that the ones we love most we tend to hurt the most? Sometimes I hear words come out of my mouth that I would NEVER say to one of my friends or one of my church family. Yet I say them to my husband. Maybe you allow frustration reign and you lash out angrily at your children when you would never DREAM of yelling at someone else’s kids.
Where is mercy in our home?
Just a few days ago, I was putting away clothes while my husband relaxed on the couch downstairs. I folded with fury and opened drawers sharply, shoving the clothes in and then slamming them closed. Does he even notice that I’m working? Why is he just sitting there?
As I fumed through my housework, I felt the Holy Spirit prick my heart with one word. Mercy.
But Lord, He should be helping me!
Seriously?! Doesn’t that verse also say “do justly”? It would be right of him to help me!
The Holy Spirit was showing mercy to me just then, by not leaving me alone when I tried to ignore Him. I paused in my ridiculous housework rampage, and whispered out loud to my sweet Savior.
God, I can’t have the right attitude without your help. I can’t. It’s not in me. But I want to. And I want to please you, honor you, praise you with how I do this housework. Please, I don’t want resentment and bitter pride to well up in my heart against my husband. I don’t want to just make myself get over it. I want to be MORE than a conqueror of this wrong attitude through you. Jesus, please. I’ve been selfish and proud. Forgive me, Lord. Create in me a clean heart. Control me with your Holy Spirit. Help me to be like you.
Glory to God, it was quite a different evening after that! You can do that same thing when you find yourself in the middle of a “situation” whether it be with your husband, your siblings, your extended family, or your children. Love mercy for your family.
Love mercy for yourself.
I was talking with my sister about this blog post and she said the most amazing thing. It even rhymes!
I’m called to do my best, not to look like Pinterest.
Can anybody else relate?! Maybe you don’t compare yourself to Pinterest or Instagram like I sometimes do. Maybe you struggle with comparing yourself—your body, your kids, your husband, your house, your money, your food, your LIFE—with others. The quote, “Comparison is the thief of joy” is so true! Don’t fall into that trap. If you’re like me, sometimes you get dejected by how awful you feel like you’re doing. How many times have you woefully thought or even said, “I’m a terrible wife/mom!” I’ve been there! But here’s how you love mercy for yourself.
Get to know the mercy of Christ.
Did you think I was going to say “give yourself a break”? The truth is, I’ve said that before. You don’t have to have it all together. You’re fiiiiiine, as long as you’re doing your best! You know why that sounds like truth? Because it does have some truth to it. We should do our best. We know we’re not perfect. But it’s anything but fine. We are desperately far from FINE. That, my friend, is why we need to get to know the mercy of Jesus.
Revel in it while you drink your steaming strong coffee first thing. Remember that with the rising of the sun, it was new for you that day. Realize that it’s there for you to USE not just to look pretty in its freshness. Ring it out, girl! Use every last drop! We can’t ever exhaust or wear out the mercy of Jesus.