Blessed Are the Merciful
One of the real perks for me being able to participate in each weekend service is the number of new people I meet each week. I’m always blessed when they talk about how welcomed they feel here. As I walk the halls, I see people from all walks of life. I love seeing newborns with their parents. Everyone, really--different in temperament, age, race and nationality--we make up this local body of Jesus, and I love that.
I especially notice the caregivers and those in their care. You may not be aware of this, but one thing the elders and I pray about regularly, and are very aware of general, is the number of folks who are being cared for in this body by a parent, child, sibling, or spouse. My heart’s desire is to preach the Word each week in a way that exalts God and His salvation. To those who are being saved, it is obviously a message of grace and mercy. And yet, to those who know the Lord and give care in His Name to another, I pray that it is equally a message of energizing hope and perseverance.
If you are reading this and you are a caregiver, please know that I was raised by a mom and dad who modeled this for me in the way they cared for their parents and especially my younger brother. If you are a caregiver, may you find the joy of the Lord in this place. Take your place among the worshippers here, and let us find common ground in our eternal hope.
If you are not a caregiver at this time, please know that our body is full of people being the personal touches of Christ in the lives of many in need of their care. Take a moment with me today and pray for them. While caregiving, their purpose is to remind us of the One who made lame children walk and blind beggars see. May the grace of God be multiplied in their offerings of aid, and may the mercy of God sustain them in their ministry to others. May we learn afresh from their demonstration.