Quotes About Mercy

Hypocrite: The man who murdered his parents, and then pleaded for mercy on the grounds that he was an orphan.

To respect law, a man carries mercy with his endeavours. To respect ethics, he moves on wasteful relationships.

Nothing in the Christian life is more important than forgiveness-our forgiveness of others and God's forgiveness of us.

I never blame failure - there are too many complicated situations in life - but I am absolutely merciless toward lack of effort.

God's love shines on anyone who understands the limits of endurance, and allows forgiveness

We don't want God to remember our sins, so there is something fundamentally wrong in our relentlessly trying to remember those of others.

Feeding the hungry, healing the sick, rebuking hypocrisy, pleading for faith--this was Christ showing us the way of the Father... In His life and especially in His death Christ was declaring, "This is the Father's compassion I am showing you, as well as my own.

No one of you is insignificant, in part because you make the gospel of Jesus Christ what it is—a living reminder of His grace and mercy, a private but powerful manifestation in small villages and large cities of the good He did and the life He gave bringing peace and salvation to other people.

How grateful I was that, in addition to being just, God is able to be merciful also.

As Jesus explained, the right things have to die so the right things can live—we die to selfishness, greed, power, accumulation, prestige, and self-preservation, giving life to community, generosity, compassion, mercy, brotherhood, kindness, and love. The gospel will die in the toxic soil of self.

Teaching by example, radical obedience, justice, mercy, activism, and sacrifice wholly inspires me. I'm at that place where "well done" trumps "well said." When I see kingdom work in the middle of brokenness, when mission transitions from the academic soil of the mind into the sacrificial work of someone's hands, I am utterly affected. Obedience inspires me. Servant leaders inspire me. Humility inspires me. Talking heads dissecting apologetics stopped inspiring me a few years ago.

Love God, love people. Act justly, love mercy, walk humbly. Treat people as you want to be treated. If you want to be great, be a servant.

Saying "I meant well" is not going to cut it. Not with God screaming, begging, pleading, urging us to love mercy and justice, to feed the poor and the orphaned, to care for the last and least in nearly every book of the Bible. It will not be enough one day to stand before Jesus and say, "Oh? Were You serious about all that?

The poor world is begging for mercy like Bartimaus, while the rich world is asking for more favor like James and John.

A worthy life involves loving as loved folks do, sharing the ridiculous mercy God spoiled us with first. (It really is ridiculous.) It means restoring people, in ordinary conversations and regular encounters. A worthy life means showing up when showing up is the only thing to do.

Jesus created a motley crew, plucking us from every context and inaugurating a piecemeal clan that has only ever functioned with mercy. We should be grabbing hands, throwing our heads back, and laughing that God saved us all, because surely this is the messiest family ever and He loves us anyway. Our shared redemption should keep us grateful and kind, because what other response even makes sense?

We are only qualified to administer mercy, not judgment, because we will pull up many a beautiful stalk of wheat, imagining him a weed.

I dream of a church that is once again called great, even by our skeptics, because our works of mercy cannot be denied.

When Jesus' followers asked what to do about the weeds in the harvest field, He said to treat them the same as the wheat, 'because while you are pulling the weeds, you may uproot the wheat with them' (Matthew 13:29)... We are only qualified to administer mercy, not judgment, because we will pull up many a beautiful stalk of wheat, imagining him a weed.

I'm trying to teach my son mercy and restraint," Dylan said to Crosby, his voice guttural. "Because I don't have any myself.

As Love and Death watched, the queen offered the king a kiss. Surprised by so sweet a mercy, the king embraced the queen. A second later, he crumpled to the board, a dagger sticking out of his back. "And they say I'm ruthless!" Death exclaimed.

She wrapped her hands around the bars, tears welling in her eyes. She'd been wrong, so wrong. Captain Krause and his men hadn't been pursuing her to hurt her; they'd been trying to rescue her

Serving people is not heaven's requirement, only a response to heaven's mercy.

There is nothing, my boy, to spark compassion like a sojourn in hell.