Yet he was merciful; he forgave their iniquities and did not destroy them. Time after time he restrained his anger and did not stir up his full wrath. He remembered that they were but flesh, a passing breeze that does not return. Psalm 78:38-39
If we only knew the number of times God restrains His anger! It frightens me to think of the wrath I have deserved in my life. Like the Israelites, I have tried to flatter the Lord with words of repentance, while my actions of rebellion are speaking louder than my words. He has every right to slay me.
But His mercy is great.
God knows the weakness of man. There is nothing He hasn't seen. Think about it... How many times in our guilt do we seem to feel that no other man in history has sinned in this way? There may be a few who seem to have cornered the market; not many can compare to the likes of Hitler, of King Herod, of Judas Iscariot. But even they are not alone.
All have sinned and have fallen short of the glory of God.
Lord, the enemy is crafty. He understands the power of isolation. If a man can be isolated in his sin, oftentimes he will stay there. There are so many who share his guilt - so many who live in slavery to sin.
Forgive me, Father, for the times I have hidden in shame. I am like every other man; I am flesh - a passing breeze - in need of Your mercy. Praise Your Name, You are quick to give mercy! Come, Lord Jesus. I long to be in Your presence.