Scripture_Matthew 5:7
Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.
Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.
Greetings: I pray that you are blessed and rejoicing. As 2011 draws to a close, we reflect upon how fast time goes by, the moments of joy, other moments of challenge. One thing that we know is that we are here in the land of the living because of the great mercy of God. Morning by morning, new mercies I see, therefore every day is a gift and an opportunity to start anew.
Meditation: When we are merciful, we store up a treasure in heaven, pressed down, shaken together, and overflowing. In Luke 6:36, we revisit the beatitudes from another perspective. Jesus says in verse 36:
v36: "Be ye therefore merciful, as your Father also is merciful.
v37: Judge not, and ye shall not be condemned: forgive, and ye shall be forgiven:
v38: Give and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again."
This part of scripture is often taken out of the context that Jesus was speaking. Preceding verse 36, Jesus tells us bless those who despitefully use us, to do good to those who aren't good to us, to love our enemies, and to be merciful. The charge for us to be merciful is in the context of what we might call injustice. Yet, the Lord says in verse 35, "...and ye shall be the children of the Highest: for he is kind unto the unthankful and to the evil." Then he tells us to be merciful. He not only pronounces a blessing upon those who are merciful, but speaks this word over us giving us the grace to be merciful in the face of what seems unjust.
We don't have to think to hard to remember things we have done unjustly to others and how we were once enemies of God. When we gaze upon the Lord and the cross, the troubles of life, though real, though painful for a while, pale in comparison to what Jesus gave to us, His very life unto the last drop of blood. We can draw upon the grace of God to enable us to walk this out and make it a reality in our daily lives when situations test us in this area. Some of us receive more opportunities to grow in this area, but the answer is always the same: love and mercy. Goodness and mercy follow us all the days of our lives chasing us down and tackling us at times to when we need to back up and try that again.
Many years ago before I was really seeking the Lord and before I learned, "Stacy shalt not write when angry," I wrote a looong letter. If only I had a drop of mercy at the time...selah Circumstantially, everything pointed to one conclusion...so much time elapsed, things weren't adding up, were out of order, but I did not investigate further. If I could hear, I might have heard that still small voice of the Holy Spirit whispering..."Don't write that, you don't know the facts. It is not what it seems. Don't meditate on what you don't know. Rip up that letter you just wrote." We want others to give us the benefit of the doubt, but do we offer the same?
That is why Paul exhorts us in Philippians to think on those things that are good, lovely, of good report and earlier in 1 Corinthians 13 that love hopes all things and rejoices in truth. Well, I mailed it! Then I later found myself standing teary-eyed at the postal box waiting for the postman to open and withdraw the colored envelope for me. I had since learned the truth which was contrary to everything that I wrote in haste and anger. But when I saw my colored envelope sticking out of the bunch, I was sooo relieved and told the postman all the details. All he said was that he was sorry, he couldn't give it to me. I pleaded, I begged, threw up a few more tears, and a thought crossed my mind before he told me that it was against the law for him to give it to me. Only God kept me from grabbing the envelope. It was that bad! A little mercy would have spared all that surmounted when that letter reached its final destination. At least with snail mail, I had a day or two to think about things. Let's pray. At that time, I did!
We don't have to think to hard to remember things we have done unjustly to others and how we were once enemies of God. When we gaze upon the Lord and the cross, the troubles of life, though real, though painful for a while, pale in comparison to what Jesus gave to us, His very life unto the last drop of blood. We can draw upon the grace of God to enable us to walk this out and make it a reality in our daily lives when situations test us in this area. Some of us receive more opportunities to grow in this area, but the answer is always the same: love and mercy. Goodness and mercy follow us all the days of our lives chasing us down and tackling us at times to when we need to back up and try that again.
Many years ago before I was really seeking the Lord and before I learned, "Stacy shalt not write when angry," I wrote a looong letter. If only I had a drop of mercy at the time...selah Circumstantially, everything pointed to one conclusion...so much time elapsed, things weren't adding up, were out of order, but I did not investigate further. If I could hear, I might have heard that still small voice of the Holy Spirit whispering..."Don't write that, you don't know the facts. It is not what it seems. Don't meditate on what you don't know. Rip up that letter you just wrote." We want others to give us the benefit of the doubt, but do we offer the same?
That is why Paul exhorts us in Philippians to think on those things that are good, lovely, of good report and earlier in 1 Corinthians 13 that love hopes all things and rejoices in truth. Well, I mailed it! Then I later found myself standing teary-eyed at the postal box waiting for the postman to open and withdraw the colored envelope for me. I had since learned the truth which was contrary to everything that I wrote in haste and anger. But when I saw my colored envelope sticking out of the bunch, I was sooo relieved and told the postman all the details. All he said was that he was sorry, he couldn't give it to me. I pleaded, I begged, threw up a few more tears, and a thought crossed my mind before he told me that it was against the law for him to give it to me. Only God kept me from grabbing the envelope. It was that bad! A little mercy would have spared all that surmounted when that letter reached its final destination. At least with snail mail, I had a day or two to think about things. Let's pray. At that time, I did!
Prayer: Dear Heavenly Father, I am in awe of you. Your mercies are from everlasting to everlasting. I cannot understand the depths of it, but desire to walk in truth and mercy. In times of testing, I choose to draw upon the power of your word and your sacrifice. Continually bring me to the cross where I find strength to be merciful as I see how merciful you are to me and how you sent your Son to die for me. Thank you Lord for you are good and your mercy endures forever. In Jesus' name.
Eternally yours,
Amen.