A Clear Trace of God’s Mercy
It was the other day that one clear trace of God’s mercy landed in the middle of my lap, straight out of Psalm 32, in which David writes of this Eternal God who surrounds “me with shouts of deliverance” (verse 7). Imagine that! So pleased is God with his redemptive plan; so great is his redeeming love, that he cannot simply whisper it or allow it to be merely infered in life. He “shouts” it! Can you now not see nail-pierced hands cupping the Messiah’s mouth, making a mighty megaphone through which he boldly declares, “Freedom!”, “Deliverance!”, “Forgiveness!”, and “Safety!”? And better yet, with holy eyes cast our way, “Mine!”?