LODGING PLACE

LODGING PLACE
By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

We muddle about,
In these human shells;
Where fickleness hides,
And frailty dwells.
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Reluctant to see, hear, and admit,
The reality of our truest selves.
We forsake grace and abide in the stranglehold of pretense.
These frail shells need mercy.
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Mercy is the lodging place of the honest,
Weak,
Aching,
Forgotten,
Forsaken,
Longing,
Lonely,
Yearning,
Needy,
Hungry soul.
Mercy is the lodging place of the truly loved and known.
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Mercy’s magnitude exceeds sin’s altitude.
It’s higher,
Deeper,
Wider,
Stronger,
Mightier,
Unfathomably measureless.
And once we experience it,
We extend it freely to others.
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To be loved without merit.
To be known, forgiven, and received, with all frailties realized.
This is redemptive love,
Mercy's abode.
The lodging place of the loving and living Christ.
Forever and ever.
Amen.
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“But I have trusted in Your mercy;
My heart shall rejoice in Your salvation.”
Psalm 13:5