This morning I was thinking about the Lord’s mercy and how He gives it so freely and we give it reluctantly and with closed fists.
Mercy is hard.
But we have to practice mercy if we’re going to practice gratitude. We have to practice mercy if we’re going to love well. We have to remember mercy and remember how He pours it out on us.
This morning, I was thinking about mercy with eyes bleary and tired. I drank the coffee my loving, merciful husband made me and still I felt so sleepy. I thought sadly, “But we’re out of k cups.”
I go to the kitchen and here is what I find:
Just a little wink of mercy.
Look for winks of mercy today.