I am so happy to be writing today! And to be linking up with the Five-Minute Friday crew again. Click over to Lisa-Jo's site to find out what Five-Minute Fridays are all about. You are welcome to join in!!
The prompt for today is Mercy...
The fingers of the sun reach through the trees behind our
home, light filters green and fresh, falling onto the wood floor of our family
room. I see the light and I
remember and am grateful for this: his
mercies are new every morning.
A quick search for the meaning of mercy: kind
or forgiving treatment of someone who could be treated harshly; compassion or
forbearance shown especially to an offender or to one subject to one's power.
At the tail end of a day it can seem like I have
used up my whole share and a lot more of the mercy of God.
Upon awakening to the morning light, I find God’s
mercy isn’t packaged up, like leftovers in his fridge of good things, saved up so
that nothing is wasted and set on the shelf so the dregs can be passed out
another day.
Instead, God sets a brand new, unopened package of his mercy carefully on the threshold of each new day.
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There is something else that is new in my house,
a sweet new person whose very presence in our family speaks of
the mercy of God.
Meet Samuel Theodore Corley, born on August 24, 2013
Oh,
mercy…
I hope to write more soon about the miracle of Sam’s story, how
God wrote his coming right into the story of our cross-country move so that for
many weeks I lived on a separate coast from the rest of my family as I waited
for Sam’s arrival. This space has
been so quiet because truly, rather than sit down to write about life, it was
all I could do to live the wildness and strangeness of each day.
May you soak in the new, every morning new, mercy of God, my
friends!
