When justice and love collide

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JP2 said when justice and love collide, mercy comes out from it. On this day of the feast of St. Faustina, the apostle of divine mercy, I wanted to express this to those who fear God’s justice. Through first hand experience, I know that this is true. He spared me from death and damnation to reveal my faults that offended Him. Giving me life again and the grace to overcome my deepest faults, altering the course of myself and my family to the path He wants for us, salvation. How has God been merciful to you? Tim
 
Wow, just this morning at Mass I was thinking almost the same thing, To me, He has always been there for me even when I took His love for granted and when I acted in a not-so-Catholic way. By way of His Mercy, I was guided to come Home to His Church when I went through RCIA at 22 (I was brought up a mormon, but went to parochial school :eek: ), and the times when I failed to recognize the importance of His Way and that of His Church. He has always been there to welcome me back, and I find this especially through the Sacrament of Reconciliation. I just pray that I can live my life always for Him and make Him proud.

BTW - great topic TOP! 👍
 
This is not something that I share lightly, but it is the most beautiful act of mercy, aside from my salvation, that God has blessed me with thus far in my life.

My dad and I had a very hard relationship. He didn’t raise me but rather allowed his parents to have custody of me when I was about four. There were many reasons for this which are not really important to this story. When I was 19 I moved in with my dad and stepmother and their family (my stepsister and half sister). He had a hard time fathering me; I had a hard time being a daughter to him. It started to turn around at Christmas time that year but we still didn’t really talk about the chasm between us.

One day I woke up not feeling right and I called off work. I didn’t feel sick, I just didn’t feel up to going in that day. My dad happened to choose that day to come home for lunch (something he never did because he worked fifteen miles away from home) and was surprised to find me there. I made him two tuna sandwhiches, we watched Perry Mason and we talked, really talked, and we settled some things. We both felt at peace. He left and went back to work; my half sister and I were shuttled off to my paternal grandparents’ house later in the afternoon.

The following morning my dad walked to the top of a mountain and shot himself. He had been caught doing something illegal and had long before made the decision that he could not live with the consequences of his actions. That was the worst period of my life but I knew then and I still hold to the knowledge that God made sure that I had a half an hour with my dad making peace before he died.
 
MSParrott said:
Wow, just this morning at Mass I was thinking almost the same thing, To me, He has always been there for me even when I took His love for granted and when I acted in a not-so-Catholic way. By way of His Mercy, I was guided to come Home to His Church when I went through RCIA at 22 (I was brought up a mormon, but went to parochial school :eek: ), and the times when I failed to recognize the importance of His Way and that of His Church. He has always been there to welcome me back, and I find this especially through the Sacrament of Reconciliation. I just pray that I can live my life always for Him and make Him proud.

BTW - great topic TOP! 👍
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I’m glad you have found your way home to the Church and see the mercy in the sacrament of reconciliation. What a wonderful gift we have in the indulgence’s as well. I really like the divine mercy Sunday indulgence and have found it very healing for me. Keep it up, Tim
 
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This is not something that I share lightly, but it is the most beautiful act of mercy, aside from my salvation, that God has blessed me with thus far in my life.

My dad and I had a very hard relationship. He didn’t raise me but rather allowed his parents to have custody of me when I was about four. There were many reasons for this which are not really important to this story. When I was 19 I moved in with my dad and stepmother and their family (my stepsister and half sister). He had a hard time fathering me; I had a hard time being a daughter to him. It started to turn around at Christmas time that year but we still didn’t really talk about the chasm between us.

One day I woke up not feeling right and I called off work. I didn’t feel sick, I just didn’t feel up to going in that day. My dad happened to choose that day to come home for lunch (something he never did because he worked fifteen miles away from home) and was surprised to find me there. I made him two tuna sandwhiches, we watched Perry Mason and we talked, really talked, and we settled some things. We both felt at peace. He left and went back to work; my half sister and I were shuttled off to my paternal grandparents’ house later in the afternoon.

The following morning my dad walked to the top of a mountain and shot himself. He had been caught doing something illegal and had long before made the decision that he could not live with the consequences of his actions. That was the worst period of my life but I knew then and I still hold to the knowledge that God made sure that I had a half an hour with my dad making peace before he died.
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Jazzbaby1, I’m sorry for the loss of your father. I too got to spend lunch with my dad the day before he passed away. My dad had MS and was in a wheelchair when I brought out his lunch to him. Not something I usually do as my mom was the one to do it for him most days. The next day he aspirated and choked on his food. Strange how the Lord works, but His hand is in everything. I’m glad you and your father found some peace before his passing and can understand your appreciation in what was given to you. A pleasant memory that can overcome any obstacle. Thanks for sharing, Tim
 
Tim,

Boy was THIS thread needed. The Holy Spirit is manifesting! After the thread on “most people go to hell” people need to dwell on the UNFATHOMABLE MERCY OF OUR GOD!:yup:
 
Four years ago , I was in my bedroom in extreme pain. It was around my 13th week of chemo, I had lost about 40#'s and was having bone swelling in my collarbones. I could only lay in my bed and rock myself until the 4-8 painkillers I took would knock me out. When I passed out, I fell into to the edge of hell. I knew that I was dieing and the horror of it was getting worse as I fell into blackness. Something said “get up” and I fought to wake up from this nightmare that was becoming real. The Lord could have been the only force to pull me out of that nightmare. He made me fight for it, but it was with His strength because I had none left in me. That is the mercy our Lord has for us. I was deserving of what was coming, but He spared me. He answered my plea for more time. And He didn’t stop there. Tim
 
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Tim,

Boy was THIS thread needed. The Holy Spirit is manifesting! After the thread on “most people go to hell” people need to dwell on the UNFATHOMABLE MERCY OF OUR GOD!:yup:
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Hear hear! That thread sent me into a tailspin of scrupulosity for two weeks! When will I ever learn?:banghead:
 
Beautiful thread.

Fear does not give way to true praise of God, however here in this thread we see God’s Mercy and the praise and thanks it manifests. Fear does not recognise God’s mercy. Fear makes slaves and not willing servants.

If God only exercised His justice, He would not have become Incarnate, He would not have died on the Cross and He would not remain with us in His Real Presence. In His justice He would destroy every man, woman and child and raise the earth, the world, to nothing from whence it came from Him.

God’s anger would have done this long ago because every age from the beginning have offended His goodness.

It is God’s Love for His creation that tempers His Justice with Mercy. That is why we can thank and praise Him and His mercy down all the ages as our Lady did in Her Magnificat though she herself was sinless, but it takes the one who is sinless to recognise the greatest mercy of God to the sinner and to trust in His Promises.

I have a child. Two days ago I had to tell her off. It was just I told her off, but my love for her tempered justice with mercy. For those of you who love someone, especially those of you who have little ones., have you ever had every reason to be angry with them and yet despite imposing sanctions on them, your heart still feels the love for them and don’t you look at them with compassion being a sinner yourself and desire their sincere sorrow, doesn’t your heart turn to mercy and your love increase for them? Aren’t you overjoyed when they have true sorrow and amend their ways and doesn’t peace and love increase? Doesn’t your fairness and forgiveness inspire greater love from the child for you?

We are God’s little ones, His adopted Children in Christ Jesus, we know His right to be angry and His right to obtain Justice, yet He treats us mercifully and He does so because He loves us. Doesn’t this speak of the greatness and glory of God.

Yes there will be the final day of His Justice (at the end of our lives or the Last Day), but that day will not come before man has received God’s every mercy and blessing though we do not deserve it. This is God’s Love.

Therefore because of God’s Mercy more is required of us, we too must be merciful; forgiving and loving one another and praying for the lost sheep.

Don’t fear your Father, but fear only wilfully offending His goodness always quickly repenting and starting anew.

Pray, persevere and stop worrying but thank God for everything as all of you are in His Merciful care.

In the Living Prayer of my life
 
I agree. Beautiful thread. God brought me back to the Church after 10 years of being away. God has recently allowed me to care for my mom and in having her live so long (she’s 80) I am really beginning to understand and sympathize with all that she has gone through in her life and how hard she tried in raising me.
 
4HisChurch said:
I agree. Beautiful thread. God brought me back to the Church after 10 years of being away. God has recently allowed me to care for my mom and in having her live so long (she’s 80) I am really beginning to understand and sympathize with all that she has gone through in her life and how hard she tried in raising me.
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After my dad passed away, I was sure my mom would fall apart. But she showed great strength only a mother could do. When she was taken suddenly and unexpectedly, I was the one who faltered in doubt. One night while thinking of where my mom might be eternally, I was giving the scent of flowers and my mind was put at peace concerning it. I will always love my mother and respect what she did, but have now made the next natural step of having Mary be my mother now to guide me. We are greatly blessed in our mothers. Tim
 
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After my dad passed away, I was sure my mom would fall apart. But she showed great strength only a mother could do. When she was taken suddenly and unexpectedly, I was the one who faltered in doubt. One night while thinking of where my mom might be eternally, I was giving the scent of flowers and my mind was put at peace concerning it. I will always love my mother and respect what she did, but have now made the next natural step of having Mary be my mother now to guide me. We are greatly blessed in our mothers. Tim
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Yep, I agree.
 
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