He hath shewed thee, O man, what [is] good; and what doth the LORD require of thee, but to
do justly, and to
love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God? - - Micah 6:8, KJV
This afternoon, I had a unique opportunity to show mercy. About 3:30 pm, two of my neighbor ladies knocked on my door, informing me that they had just witnessed two young hispanic males stealing my husband's ten-speed bike. As the story goes, when they hollered after them about calling the police, the young men dropped the bike on the road and ran into the woods nearby.
One of the ladies' husbands is on the reserve with the police department, and he went home and got his badge, et al, and went after the two young men, along with a deputy who came from the county. Eventually, the young men were apprehended and put under arrest, and brought back to my property in a squad car, handcuffed.
I was presented with a decision. I had called Charlie earlier and asked his opinion on legal matters before the boys were caught, but I had not expected to need to make a final decision alone, while my husband was at work. After weighing all my available information, I decided to have the officer issue a citation, rather than booking them for a full arrest, jail, arraignment, and so forth.
One of the boys was 14; the other was 17. Because they were minors, they legally had to be released into the custody of their guardians. This gave me an opportunity to not only speak with the younger one's mother, but hug her. She was embarrassed, and rightly so. The young man came to me and apologized, looking genuinely sheepish; he had been left alone to do chores while his mother went to buy groceries. Imagine his mother's surprise when she received a call from the deputy! I gave him my forgiveness.
The older young man was released into the custody of his pregnant older sister, who was also his guardian. His sister expressed her gratitude towards my expression of mercy, and also her embarrassment regarding her brother's behavior. As for him, he also came to me and apologized for trespassing, for stealing, for everything. He expressed his gratitude, and this is what I told him:
"God shows his mercy to us, and so I am giving mercy to you. I forgive you."
He extended his hand to me, and I shook his hand. Yes, there were tears in my eyes, because I told him to be safe. As I told him, "if it had been anyone but me, he might not have been safe. So be safe." I also laid hands on his sister, expressing my forgiveness to her, telling her that it was going to be okay, when she apologized again.
There are some people who have expressed that I was too merciful. To this, I only say that I did not allow them to go unpunished. I upheld the law, insomuch as was appropriate to the situation. The stolen property had been returned, and was of little value when it was stolen. Yes, I could have prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law, but instead, I chose to show mercy. They were issued a citation, which, if not addressed, would land them in jail just as if I had chosen to prosecute.
I can only pray that my few words and my act of kindness would affect the hardness of their hearts, and turn them towards a loving Savior whose forgiveness runs deeper than mine ever could. I genuinely ache for them. I pray for them.
So, instead of criticizing my actions, I ask that you do the same as I do tonight - pray. Because what is required of us, after all, but to do justly, love mercy, and to walk with humility in the path of our God?