Tender Mercies from Above

Tender Mercies from Above.

It was such a nice day that I decided to do what I enjoy the most, sit outside in my driveway, rock in my chair, and read. I selected a random book to read and opened it to find a thank you card from my late sister-in-law.

I remember going to visit her during one of her stays in jail. She thought I was embarrassed to be there because I was a police officer. I remember specifically telling her, yes, but I am also your friend and your brother.

Visiting people in jail is something I’ve always done since my mission. This year, I’ve been able to engage our youth on a weekly basis at youth detention and learn. It’s when people are the most vulnerable and seek love, hope, and anything good. Accepting their behavior isn’t what we do, but helping them learn is.

I don’t remember receiving this card from Alexis, but I am grateful I went to visit. It impacted her, and all these years later, I received a thank you card from her, stuffed inside one of my books that I’d never read before.

Go do good things & you’ll receive tender mercies. Sometimes those tender mercies don’t come until year’s later; however, I know they come and I am grateful when they do.

‘I, the Lord, am bound when ye do what I say; but when ye do not what I say, ye have no promise.’

We miss our relatives who have moved forward from this world and into the spirit world. I miss my sister-in-law, but I know she is close. Her spirit is near and I feel her guidance as we raise her two beautiful girls. Families can be together forever, and there is no tender mercy greater than that.

Hear Him!

Photos: My wife and I on our wedding day with Alexis. The letter she wrote me.

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