The Lord is good to all, and his mercy is over all that he has made. (Psalm 145:9 ESV)
This particular word “mercy,” has quite an unexpected definition. It means tender affection, in the way a baby is cherished in the womb. The word in other parts of the Old Testament is translated womb, or bowels. It refers to the seat of affections, or place of compassion. What is surprisingly sweet to me this morning has to do preciously with the idea of God’s mercy being over all.
The picture that has come to mind is that of God holding all of his creation safe and cherished in his womb. I am not picturing God as a woman. I am not saying God has a womb. But what I am saying is that a woman has a womb because she was created in the image of God. The womb was his idea. And when our text tells us that God’s mercy is over all. It is teaching us that God see’s and cherishes his world like my wife is cherishing Mercy right now in her womb.
In God’s world is death, deformity, disease, decay, and disappointment; yet God continues to keep his creation safe even though death and destruction is certain. He does not abort us just because there is evidence that those dwelling inside are crippled. He does not abort us even though eventual death comes to all that come forth out of this womb. He continues on groaning the loss of life. He sent Jesus to earth in order to sacrifice his life, putting a final end to the sin, the death and destruction. There is hope through Jesus.
God is granting my family the privilege of participating in His sufferings. We are getting a glimpse of the pain he feels knowing that his beloved sons and daughters are twisted and deformed in a way contrary to his original order and design. He groans with us as the days press on where our Mercy will die. He groans with us as the day comes where we will have to deliver her from the place of protection, to the place of destruction. He groans with us because his mercy is over all.