Hello all– I was able to snatch part of a morning this week to read through the story of Jesus’ birth, to sit and think and pray…
And the words that stayed with me were when Zechariah spoke of “the tender mercy of our God.” (Luke 1:78) It made me want to look for God’s “tender mercies”through these days of Christmas.
The mercies of my mom growing stronger, of squeals from the grand-kids. The splendid mercy of real conversations with our children. And Christmas music in the house, of sitting down to meals together and the sun through the bare maple trees in the yard.
And the best mercy of God’s son come to earth for us. I remain profoundly grateful for God’s merciful love.