I Peter 2: 9-10
But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s own people, in order that you may proclaim the mighty acts of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light. Once you were not a people, but now you are God’s people; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy.
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As I listen to the discourse on the national and global political scene, I find myself regularly looking more closely at definitions of words and phrases that I thought I understood or took at face value. Just to name a few - populist, globalist, white supremacist, identity politics, racist, feminist, oligarchy, republican, democrat, American. The question of "Who are we?" is one that surfaces often, over an expanse of time and locations. We embrace the labels that best fit. When the label shifts in definition or no longer fits us, we embrace something else or we fight for the right to carve the definition in stone. It is exhausting and a never-ending process. For those who follow the way of Christ, our identity documentation is defined and known to God. The only way to know our status is based on how much personal experience we have had with the definition of mercy.
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Holy God, May I look and act this today like someone who understands mercy. Amen.
Deb Grant, resilient child of God, creative tinker of paper, ink, wood, shiny things, paint and words. The human amusement of a parrot and a dog.
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