Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Mercy and Compassion

I saw Mercy this morning.

She waved and said hello. But I didn't have time to stop and chat and walked hurriedly away.

I couldn't believe that she walked past me every day and I have been missing it for so long.

Yet, I'm grateful that I did get to meet her, finally. And that she's always available to me.

                                                       _____________________

It's late and she's had another potty accident, but I look at Ryan and I look at our daughter and I think about how she didn't get any time with her Dad because he was sick from chemo all weekend.

I turn on the Jonah movie from Veggie Tales.

We all curl up on our couches.

I'm so grateful for the time we had together.

Even if it's just to watch a movie.

Even if Ryan's still feeling crummy from chemo.

Right smack dab in the middle of the movie - it hits me. Larry, dressed as a pirate, begins to tell Junior and Laura the meaning of compassion and mercy, two items that are available on the menu at the seafood restaurant they are all sitting in -- for market price. He explains:

"Compassion is when you want to help someone who needs help.  Mercy is when you give someone a second chance... even if they don't deserve it! This story is about both of them!"

I think about all the times I've been shown compassion and mercy in my life.

In my marriage.

And also from my mother.

                                                              ______________________

God is the God of second chances. He says so in His Bible over and over again. I've been thinking about the passage in Lamentations that speaks about His compassions "failing not" and being "new every morning."

And I smile.

I am so grateful for the time I had with my Mom.

She died a year ago today, but I am filled with the memories of the times she gave me second chances.

For the past few days, Talitha and I have seen several butterflies outside and I always remind her how her Mimi loved butterflies too.

I think it's a little message of hope from God that my Mom is okay up in heaven with Him.

Plus, God is showing me reminders of my Mom because He is so compassionate and caring.

So the next time I see Mercy in the morning, (the 82 year old woman I cross paths with as she's walking her 7 miles in the hills near my home) it will be yet another reminder that His compassions are new every morning and to be thankful for the time I had with my Mom here on earth.

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