Mercy, grace and love

how beautiful mercy is, aptly given just in time when judgment has already come to cut your head off in payment. how lovely grace is, a strong arm extended to help you out of the mire you’ve sunk so low in and only the pods pigs eat seem tasteful to you. how overwhelming such love is, that which keeps no record of wrongs, that which does not envy, that which does not dishonor others. It is patient as it is kind. It does not boast nor is it proud. Not self seeking, not easily angered. It does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. Always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.. It does not fail.

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