Last week my husband suggested an idea. He said, “How about every day we talk about God’s tender mercies that come to us.” So we began. And we couldn’t think of anything. It was a stressful day at work and neither of us felt particularly good or energetic or joyful. Tender mercies? Couldn’t name a single one.
But we kept at it and as the hours progressed, those tender mercies began to appear like the first robin at springtime. You know how it is. You see a robin and rejoice that winter will soon be over, and then you see robins everywhere. And then tulips. And daffodils. Hoorah, spring is finally here!
Often he and I forget the plan until one or the other of us will bring it up. Invariably, if we haven’t been looking for the tender mercies of that day, we come up empty. But when we do, they are there.They are everywhere.
And like manna from heaven, if we forget to gather them they disappear. For us, it is easier to recognize God’s tender mercies to us the day of than the day after. And a week ago? Impossible. Maybe it’s because we’re out of practice in the art of gratitude, turning into a grumpy old couple who spend too much time working when we should be planning a trip some place exotic.
Well, we don’t want to be that grumpy old couple. We want to remember always how truly blessed we are. And that simple exercise–naming God’s tender mercies of each day–brings it home to us.
“We should not underestimate or overlook the power of the Lord’s tender mercies. The simpleness, the sweetness, and the constancy of the tender mercies of the Lord will do much to fortify and protect us in the troubled times in which we do now and will yet live.” —David A. Bednar