What is a typical day? well, let’s see. I turn some of my many molehills (life is full of molehills, you can’t avoid them) into mountains (that takes some concentrated effort such as worrying or fretting or stewing) then I get overwhelmed by the mighty mountains I have made. Mercy comes to my rescue. I receive mercy, mercy sets me free, she teaches me to be merciful. I set all my prisoners free, now I can see my mountains moving, making a way for me to continue moving forward in faith, all the while I hold tight to my mustard seed. I will need her again tomorrow.
“Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.” (Matthew 5:7)
“The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, . . . though it is the smallest of all your seeds, yet when it grows, it is the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and perch in its’ branches.” (Matthew 13:31-32)
“He (Jesus) replied, ‘Because you have so little faith. I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.'” (Matt.17:20-21)
sincerely, Grace Day