(Meditating on Psalm 67)
May God be merciful and bless us.
May his face smile with favor on us. (Psalm 67:1 NLT)
Today I want to talk about mercy. If there is only one word that I remember God for, it is mercy. I adhere mercy to Him. He Himself is mercy.
There is not a day that I don’t think about His mercy. Every triumph, simple or glorious – I thank Him for His mercy. And every struggle, I hope for His mercy. Most people would rather remember Him for His grace. It was written somewhere: All is grace. And indeed it’s true. For haven’t we been saved by grace? But I’m more likely to use mercy. For considering my fragile health, I live by His mercy every single day.
Divine mercy encompasses God’s love and grace. Because of His great mercy upon His fallen creation, He extended His abundant grace toward them, making a way to save them from their sins. This is how He shows and proves His amazing love to them. It is by his great mercy that we have been born again (1 Pet. 1:3 NLT).
Between my dark and sinful past and my life in Christ now is an ocean of God’s mercy. Its width can never be measured and its depth can never be fathomed; the old and the new never meeting, like the immeasurable space between heaven and hell. That’s how He has saved me.
His mercy flows continually. Going in and out of great suffering, I have come to know the depths of His mercy and how it endures. In the eye of the storm, one’s soul wouldn’t cry any other but, “Have mercy, O God! Please be merciful unto me!” Yes, one would knock hard upon God’s mercy. He is mercy.
And He raised me up from the bed of languishing so I may praise Him. I praise Him, never forgetting His past mercies. This is how I remain humbled and surrendered to Him, with heart overflowing with gratitude. And herein is His grace.
Let the peoples praise You, O God;
Let all the peoples praise You.
4 Oh, let the nations be glad and sing for joy! (Psalm 67:3-4)