The quality of mercy is not strain’d,
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest;
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
The Savior is never strained with His love, mercy, or kindness. Though I may show these virtues, I don't know how often I give them without some strain, hesitance, fear, or even judgment on my part. I always marvel at how freely and openly the Savior loved those around Him. How do you even do that? What would it be like to live that way? I can imagine a small part of what it must have been like to feel that love. Why doesn't this motivate me more often to show that love to others?
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I often wonder what it would be like to have true Christ-like love for everyone. It is a struggle for me with all of my judgments and notions and I hate that about myself.
Spot on, sister. Thanks for the reminder. My pettiness levels have been pretty high lately, so this post was just the thing.
Why is it so easy for we mortals to show love to those that we understand and know and so difficult to show love or even just to be kind to some others among us. I know I sometimes find it hard to believe that so-and-so is also a child of God, that his or her soul is also great in his sight.
To be able to do that to all, equally, without judgment, without hesitating – that would really be something.
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