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Torn Up

"He has showed you, O man, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly, and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God." Micah 6:8

Micah 6:8 is engraved on my heart. There are a few verses that I feel are part of my wiring. Micah 6:8 is one of those verses. I am such a lover of justice, of mercy, and humility; almost to a fault. By now the world has watched the Netflix phenomenon, Making a Murderer. Being a justice hound, that show made me want to bang my head against the wall. Whether or not the suspects were guilty, there was such a miscarriage of justice it was maddening. Doesn't that happen in our everyday lives as well? We walk humbly and hand out mercy, yet justice is stomped on not by us but by others who wrong us.

Have you ever had someone wrong you? Someone betrayed your trust or did something that they knew was wrong but were never punished for it? Justice was never served. We want them to pay and be held accountable for their actions but it never comes. So frustrating.

I am learning something; something hard. Justice isn't always my job. Yes, I must walk justly and be fair to those around me. I must fight for those who cannot fight for themselves and seek justice for victims. However, I am learning that sometimes justice is not mine to fight. It's God's and I need to trust Him. God doesn't always show justice the way we think it should be shown. We want accountability but He may be peeling away the layers of that person's soul so they can find Him. To us, we don't see justice served because there is not an outward cost. But, for that person, the stripping away of the layers of the soul is agonizing. It's an inside job totally unseen.

I believe that justice always prevails whether we see it in this world or it happens in the depths of the spiritual. Too often I intervene for God only to hurt myself and bring a miscarriage of justice to the situation.

Justice cannot reign without mercy. And maybe, just maybe, I need to be on the mercy side more often. I need to give that apology even when its undeserved because when I do I am telling God that I trust Him far greater than I trust myself. Humility needs to be my platform and I need to lay down my megaphone for justice.

This does not mean that I drop all boundaries and let everyone walk all over me. Nor, does it mean that I refuse to fight for the weak or those who are mistreated. Instead, this is a trust walk with the Lord. Laying justice down at the feet of the Most High Judge frees me from so much. Believing that God will take care of things for me releases me from pain, suffering, and frustration. I think the most difficult hurdle to overcome here is that God's justice is often times unseen. That's where faith comes in. I must believe Him when He tells me He works EVERYTHING for the good of those who trust Him. Everything. (Romans 8:28)

The next time I am wronged and the culprit is not held accountable, I will show mercy and walk humbly with my God believing He will work on the justice part.

Love & Blessings,
Meg

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