As I sat and read a Psalm one day, I thought about the passing of an old geriatric.
Over the years, while managing his daily routines, I had made him at least 60,000 cups of tea. Lovely hot cups of tea, just so. I was his tea lady, full of kindness. Nothing wrong with being unselfish and tolerant. It is good and aspiring to show compassion to vulnerable folk.
My God of compassion is every Christian’s God. I have always considered that our true love and happiness start with the grace of God. That is how I understand this part of Psalm 116. All Christians are on a staircase of blessings.
We seniors step up to the plate on our path to God. We can say each day that we awoke and are doing okay, barring all medical catastrophes. God’s good grace wakes us up for a reason. Our faith comes alive by being kind, tolerant, and compassionate to others, including ourselves. God cares about us all because He loves us all.
Yes, I have looked after everyone else. Time today to relax and nurture each grace God has given me. God knows we can’t be perfect. He is a God of compassion and grace.
How can you better experience the graciousness and righteousness of God?
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