“But go and learn what this means. I desire mercy, not sacrifice. For I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.” [Matthew 9:13]
I wanted to write something about thanksgiving. My files are bulging with information concerning the pilgrims, their flight from the tyranny of legalism and religiosity, the wonder of God’s faithfulness and the gift of this land called the United States of America. There are many things to be grateful for, but somehow I couldn’t go there. I look and listen to all that is happening in the world around me and my heart breaks and I wonder.
I wonder how the world could be in such a state of evil and wickedness. Yes, I am thankful for a warm home, good food, friends and loved ones that constantly make my life a wonderful time and place to live, and of being given the opportunity to preach and minister the Gospel of Jesus Christ. But how and why after all the thousands and generations of people who have given or spent their lives sharing Jesus Christ – how can the world still be so dark, so separated from God and so full of pain and suffering?
I am forced to stop and ponder, who am I and what purpose can I serve to make a difference? What do I have to give to this world of darkness? It is then the awful truth of who and what I am hits me like cold water from a mountain stream… I am naught, but the recipient of His great mercy, to resolve the issue that mercy is my deepest need, that I may, “…act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God” [Micah 6:8b.] For this may I always be full of THANKSGIVING.
Further reading: Matthew 9, Psalm 50