The Name Says It All

I thought I would start by explaining the name of this little writing place. When God began to show me that He wanted me to begin writing once more, almost right away He gave me this name, which comes from one of my favorite hymns. It is And Can it Be? by Charles Wesley, written in 1738. The song has six stanzas, all of which are excellent, but here is the one from which the blog title is drawn:

He left His Father’s throne above
So free, so infinite His grace—
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race:
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!

I do not have to pay the wages for my sin, because Christ did it for me. The wages of sin is death (eternal separation from God), but the gift of God is eternal life (Romans 6:23). Therefore, anything short of death is mercy....'tis mercy all, immense and free.

There is not much more to say. Complaining has no place. Every event, circumstance, joy, pain, and struggle is really a blessing, a mercy, given by my Savior to make me more like Himself.

Jesus, thank you for emptying yourself of all but love for me, for us. Teach us to do the same for others. Amen.