Wow. Today I did something that could of ruined me. I was feeling bold and crossed a line. I was caught in the act. I felt utter shame the whole entire time I waited to be reprimanded; and then I wasn't reprimanded.
Mercy is almost a nuanced term now. It is used so often, I really forget that not only God has mercy on us, but people can have mercy too. Mercy is when you spare someone your forces. You have the upper hand and are in control. It is well within your will to damn that person, but you don't. Can you remember that last time someone had mercy on you? When God had mercy on you? Receiving mercy is such a blessing I so often forget about.
Why do we risk it all? What is the point of living like a Drake single (YOLO)? There is no blessing in stepping up and showing out. There never is. Once pride consumes someone, they're literally at the hands of mercy after the fact. And why would anyone spare another in this day and age? With high work demands with low wages, a crashing economic system and an overall health crisis, we're all just trying to survive. Who has time for to worry about the next person. But by God's grace, someone who could of executed their power unto me, totally spared me. I would say I'm shocked, but I wasn't really. I was more so reminded of mercy. It was such a blessing to be remined in that extreme manner. I had to remember, get over yourself. Humble yourself. Just yesterday I was saying this. The message still hadn't resonated until this incident. I'm just glad I was shown mercy.
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