Our tragedy shows us a clear picture of the Mercy of God when he entered the fire and took Ryan home just before the possibility of Ryan burning up in horrible pain.
God saved Ryan not ‘from’ the fire but ‘in’ the fire.
Ryan was in shock so God came to him and took him Home before the fire could eat him alive. I have to believe that to survive this. Besides, this is what God does, right? Mercy is God’s middle name.
Nobody gets out of this life without needing Mercy on a daily basis.
When we hurt the people we love, if there is no Mercy in the equation, then the relationship is often lost. We give Mercy, and we receive Mercy.
The clearest picture of Mercy I’ve ever seen is when Ryan was trapped in the backseat, in such shock that he couldn’t unlock his seat belt.
So, in Mercy, God himself came to Ryan to do what Ryan couldn’t do for himself. God freed him, took him into his arms, and carried him Home before the fire got it’s wicked wish to destroy him.
I believe that at the end of time when I meet God face-to-face, he will smell like smoke. Because, to me, that’s how Mercy smells.
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