~Mercies in Diguise~ Showing mercy to others.............is there a message in this I need to hear? I bow my head in submission to HIS will and ask for mercy for my own transgressions. Hoping to find more clarity, I googled "mercies in disguise" and what I found were numerous blog postings about this song. Truly my amazement at only hearing it today for the first time is outdone by the amount of postings singing its praises. Lamentations 3:22-24 The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness. "The LORD is my portion," says my soul, "therefore I will hope in him." Many times I have been told that I am harder on myself than anyone else around me. My own perceived failure comes not from reality in the disapproval of others but rather in my own disappointment at myself. As I truly listened to this amazing song just now, I wondered why it was so easy for me to show mercy to others when I failed to do so for myself. Being my own worst enemy, I need salvation. I must seek clear direction. The heart can be so fragile, demand so much and yet be so empty and unconsumed. I need love in my life.........love beyond what I have. It is a funny situation to need so much comfort and acceptance when I am blessed beyond deserving. I truly pray..............God, forgive me my transgressions.........I am sooo broken and weak and in those desperate moments, I lash out at those around me.
With the 4th of July only a couple days away, I thought I'd spend some time visiting with the family and share some of our family heritage. As the United States turns 236 years old this week, thinking about those unique ancestors who risked so much to bring about the American independence takes me back to Virginia, North / South Carolina and Maryland and the original 13 colonies. We all get so wrapped up in our lives that we forget to honor the past; or, as is often the case, families are unaware of the past. Technology opens the coffins of complacency and sweeps away the dust of indifference. I love learning about my ancestors. They are some unique individuals who lived life in another time and place but who are still present in our genetics. Think about it...........the same DNA that existed in a person 236 years ago is chronicled in my own DNA. It is almost like a message left in a bottle...........all I have to do is open the bottle. Our col...
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