We learned about the spiritual gift of mercy today in Sunday school. Mercy is not ranked extremely high in the echelon of my gifts and today I learned a little bit about why. I always thought that I was a compassionate person and so I could never understand why I wasn't classified as a merciful person.
Mercy is compassion moved to ACTION.
ACTION....that's where my trouble comes in.
I had a professor that explained the four different Myers-Briggs personality types by how each one would react if they came upon an accident scene. Cholerics, of course, would jump out of their car, grab their first aid kit, and start administration. Phlegmatics, on the other hand, might just slow down and pray that the right people would come along to take care of the situation.
---This is where I come in----
Now, I hope that I would be more assertive in a place like that, but I do this a lot. I am compassionate and I see other people's needs, but sometimes I don't feel like I would be the right person to do something or I second and third guess if my actions would even be welcomed. I would rather just wait it out and hope that a more competent individual will just take over.
And so, Phlegmatic Sarah and Compassionate Sarah need to pull themselves together and begin to show MERCY
"Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth. This is how we know we belong to the truth and set our hearts at rest in his presence..." 1 John 3:18-19
On a lighter note...
Yester day we went up to the Lakes for a day of vacation. Maurice's mom is staying with us for a couple of weeks and so we showed her around. Of course, I don't have any pictures of the guest of honor. Micah and Jules went golfing with the gang while I visited an antique store. Here are some photos from their adventure.