"Pick your poison..."

I remember how Dad would say, "how many do you think that this infraction deserves?" If we said 1, he would say ok, you will get 5. If we said 5 he would say ok, you may get 2 or 3. It was very hard to pick a number when it came to spankings. Heart pounding in your ears and conscience smarting from some bad behavior and then, to top it all off, choose your poison. That, I think was worse than the spanking itself. However many we got, the message was received. We always deserved more than we received.
If I were God, I know that there would be some mercy, but far less than there is. God showed me that one day in a dream. The snow was coming and I dreamed that there would be 10 feet of snow. Incapacitating the city. When I woke to the snow there was 10 inches of snow. The difference between my mercy and God's mercy was at least 100 times. God's interpretation of infinite for me in my finiteness. God's mercy is new everyday. Great is His faithfulness.

Micah---He has told you O man what is good and what the Lord requires of thee. But to do justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.

Help me Lord to love mercy!