I was deeply moved by the recent news report about a man who was sentenced to death for killing a teenager during a street brawl seven years ago in Iran. Take a moment and look at the article in the link provided above. There is a powerful picture of a woman and her husband, taking off the noose from Balal’s neck after forgiving him for killing their son.
What a powerful picture of mercy — not receiving what is deserved.
This Easter, I have been reflecting on Jesus’ death.
His death — in my place — is mercy. On that cross, He bled and died to take away my sin.
I can only express praise and worship for what He has done.
I love the LORD, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy. Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live. Psalm 116.1,2 NIV
I will tell of the kindnesses of the Lord, the deeds for which he is to be praised, according to all the Lord has done for us — yes, the many good things he has done for the house of Israel, according to his compassion and many kindnesses. He said, “Surely, they are my people, sons who will not be false to me”; and so he became their Savior. In all their distress he too was distressed, and the angel of his presence saved them. In his love and mercy he redeemed them; he lifted them up and carried them all the days of old. Isaiah 63.7-9 NIV