Mercy is not just a pardon. It is not the letting go of the penalty I deserve because the giver of mercy wants to prove he has power.
Mercy is passionate. It is a painful desire welling up from within that compels one to bestow grace.
In essence, mercy is pain. Love pain. A pain that pierces the soul until released.
Mercy is intense desire that must be expended at all costs because the object to which its love is directed has captured the heart.
Mercy is love let go. A love that if not let go, will tear ones heart apart. It is passion released. Desire set free.
True mercy cries out till it touches the object of it's love.
“Oh love, that will not let me go”
