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Depth of mercy

Community Group went really well last night. On an important tangent from Stephen's martyrdom, we talked about gospel forgiveness—what it means and why it's so vital for Christians to be engaged with rather than to merely passively accept. barlow_girl was kind enough to help me flesh out my thinking yesterday. There were places where we ran deep and other places where we clearly only had so much we wanted to know, but overall, I think it was very good.

Not only was I encouraged by what God showed us from Scripture and discussion, but I was also really pleased by who was there and the underlying spirit (Spirit?) of our gathering. Anne brought everyone (even people she didn't know) gifts from her time in Pennsylvania and talked about how she has come to value us as family. Melissa came for the first time and Sumit for his third. Ann showed up for the first time in months and was a huge blessing. Nathan was a wonderful host. Jeremy and Jenae contributed so much in both wisdom and heart to our conversation. I could go on and on.

God is being very good to us, and very good to me. I'm tired, but doing more stepping out in faith, trusting that these are the steps He wants me to take and that He will be the one to sustain me in them. And further, that He will make me know Him more deeply, that He will cause me to thrive, and that He will use me as a blessing to others.

Finally, Phil has written music for yet another classic hymn for our church; I got to sing it for the first time last Sunday. So powerful I felt tears in my eyes.

Depth Of Mercy (Charles Wesley, 1740)

Depth of mercy! Can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God His wrath forbear,
Me, the chief of sinners, spare?

I have long withstood His grace,
Long provoked Him to His face,
Would not hearken to His calls,
Grieved Him by a thousand falls.

I my Master have denied,
I afresh have crucified,
And profaned His hallowed Name,
Put Him to an open shame.

There for me the Savior stands,
Shows His wounds and spreads His hands.
God is love! I know, I feel;
Jesus weeps and loves me still.

Now incline me to repent,
Let me now my sins lament,
Now my foul revolt deplore,
Weep, believe, and sin no more.

There for me the Savior stands,
Shows His wounds and spreads His hands.
God is love! I know, I feel;
Jesus weeps and loves me still.

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Not knowing the tune, I sang it to the melody of the verse to Ancient Days. Worked that way, too! :D