“Oh, give thanks to the Lord, for He is good! For His mercy endures forever” (1 Chronicles 16:34 NKJV).
Heavenly Father, before I get distracted by my plans for this day, I want to give you thanks.
Thank you for my blessings of food, family, and freedom; for my health and work; for my warm bed. When those blessings seem in short supply, thank you for the gifts you’ve provided in their place: help, encouragement, courage, or perseverance that keeps me going.
Help me listen for your footsteps of mercy each day. A sinner lives here, and yet mercy comes. It perches on the edge of my bed. It keeps no record of last night’s foolish worries, of yesterday’s grumbling, of last week’s indiscretions. The evidence of my idols does not keep mercy’s feet from standing at my side. The smell of my sin does not dissuade it.
Lord, if I ever feel that I have earned this mercy, remind me that your grace isn’t gullible. You know I’m a miserable being. I don’t deserve my daily bread, let alone the feast of forgiveness I have in Christ or the joy that awaits me in heaven. I deserve to be consumed, to be crushed. Instead you give me your great love. You assure me of your faithfulness in your Word, in the waters of my baptism, in the meal of your Holy Supper.
Even if your mercy is all that I have, I know it is forever, and it is more than enough.
Thank you, Lord. Amen.