“But He, being compassionate, forgave their iniquity and did not destroy them; and often He restrained His anger and did not arouse all His wrath.” (Psalms 78:38)
Isn’t it a wonder that our darkened, wavering, wretched hearts don’t move Him to cast us off forever?
I have transgressed. I have rebelled. My heart has not been steadfast. I forgot His power. I was unfaithul to His covenant. I grieved him in the desert.
He should not have forgiven me. He should have punished me and killed me without pity.
Instead He heard me from the depths. He answered my cry for help! He had compassion on me. He took up my cause. He restored me. He redeemed me.
According to the abundance of His steadfast love, today, I am filled with hope!
“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.” (Lamentations 3:22)
What a wonderful way to start the day, before His face, asking forgiveness and receiving it abundantly.
“Grant me never to lose sight of
the exceeding sinfulness of sin,
the exceeding righteousness of salvation,
the exceeding glory of Christ,
the exceeding beauty of holiness,
the exceeding wonder of grace”
From the Valley Of Vision,
Continual Repentance
Much love, my dear friend.
Blessed morning thoughts, dear sister.
Most blessed hope in Christ alone
God’s wrath did Jesus take
God’s mercy is upon me now
For His own glory’s sake!
Thanks Christina…glorious thoughts of wonder and grace!
Rom 5:20-21 – 20 Moreover the law entered that the offense might abound. But where sin abounded, grace abounded much more, 21 so that as sin reigned in death, even so grace might reign through righteousness to eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Depth of Mercy – Charles Wesley 1740
Depth of mercy can there be
Mercy still reserved for me
Can my God his wrath forbear
Me the chief of sinners spare
I have long withstood his grace
Long provoked him to his face
Would not hearken to his calls
Grieved him by a thousand falls
I have spilt his precious blood
Trampled on the Son of God
Filled with pains unspeakable
I, who yet, am not in Hell
I, my master have denied
I afresh have crucified
And profaned his hallowed name
Put him to an open shame
Jesus speaks and pleads his blood
He disarms the wrath of God
Now my Father’s mercies move
Justice lingers into love
There for me the savior stands
Shows his wounds and spreads his hands
God is love, I know, I feel
Jesus weeps and loves me still
In His grip, Shaan
Thank you Becky, Jon, and Shaan.
I’ve saved all of your comments (or poems!) in a file.
Love and blessings to you!
And yet …”while he ws still a long way off, his father saw him, and felt compassion for him, and ran and embraced him, and kissed him.” Luke 15:20
All my Love,
Lisa
What a sobering reminder of the Lord Love and glory I was upset and now I am not upset anymore, Thank you Esther
Praise God for His new mercies each day! Wonderful poems and thoughts from all the previous comments! Hallelujah, what a Savior!