Thursday, March 17, 2011

Thy mercy..

I find that my pride gets in the way of everything. It truly is one of the most destructive sins because it permeates every part of life. Sometimes I can get wrapped up in all the things I'm doing, all the strides I'm making in my spiritual walk. <-- that sentence has far too many I's in it. While reading in Deuteronomy, this passage captured my attention:

“Hear, O Israel: You are to cross over the Jordan today, and go in to dispossess nations greater and mightier than yourself, cities great and fortified up to heaven, a people great and tall, the descendants of the Anakim, whom you know, and of whom you heard it said, ‘Who can stand before the descendants of Anak?’ Therefore understand today that the LORD your God is He who goes over before you as a consuming fire. He will destroy them and bring them down before you; so you shall drive them out and destroy them quickly, as the LORD has said to you.
“Do not think in your heart, after the LORD your God has cast them out before you, saying, ‘Because of my righteousness the LORD has brought me in to possess this land’; but it is because of the wickedness of these nations that the LORD is driving them out from before you.
It is not because of your righteousness or the uprightness of your heart that you go in to possess their land, but because of the wickedness of these nations that the LORD your God drives them out from before you, and that He may fulfill the word which the LORD swore to your fathers, to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Therefore understand that the LORD your God is not giving you this good land to possess because of your righteousness, for you are a stiff-necked people. Deuteronomy 9:1-6

The Israelites were going in to the land to be the vessels through which the Lord conquers giants. The Israelites themselves weren't selected because of their righteousness. Instead, the Lord was punishing the wicked and perverse nations that would not turn to Him. The Israelites were just being used of the Lord to accomplish His will for those nations. I am just like the Israelites sometimes. I think that the Lord must love me because of all that I do for Him. Nothing could be further from the truth. First of all, the things that I do right are like soiled toilet paper in His eyes:
But we are all like an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are like filthy rags; We all fade as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away. -Isaiah 64:6

Secondly, it is not because of ANYTHING that I do that He saved me, or that He loves me:
But when the kindness and the love of God our Savior toward man appeared, not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to His mercy He saved us, through the washing of regeneration and renewing of the Holy Spirit, whom He poured out on us abundantly through Jesus Christ our Savior that having been justified by His grace we should become heirs according to the hope of eternal life. Titus 3:4-7

I am thankful for His mercy. That He loved me and gave Himself for me, not because of my merit, but because of His mercy. This song has been in my head recently, and it's so true.

Thy mercy my God is the theme of my song,
The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue.
Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last,
Hath won my affection and bound my soul fast.

Without Thy sweet mercy, I could not live here.
Sin would reduce me to utter despair,
But through Thy free goodness, my spirit's revived
And He that first made me still keeps me alive.

Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart,
Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart.
Dissolved by Thy goodness, I fall to the ground
And weep for the praise of the mercy I've found.

Great Father of mercies, Thy goodness I own
In the covenant love of Thy crucified Son.
All praise to the Spirit, Whose whisper divine
Seals mercy and pardon and righteousness mine.

My heart will be singing of His mercy in the morning, and all day long.
But I will sing of Your power;
Yes, I will sing aloud of Your mercy in the morning;
For You have been my defense
And refuge in the day of my trouble.
Psalm 59:16

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