When I posted a few months ago, I noted that I had been thinking and praying about the mercy male and his role in my life. What I didn’t note at the time was that I was feeling his influence so strongly that I honestly wasn’t sure what was going on. For such a long time I have been dealing with and wondering about the mercy gift and why I always ended up with this man in my life. I never have to look far for a mercy male, as they always seem to find me! I have always understood my own need for the softening of the mercy gift, but always felt like the inclusion of the mercy male in my life was for some torturous reason. Why torture? Simple. The mercy male and myself have a tumultuous and beautiful intertwining. The attraction between us is incredibly strong, whether it is friendly or professional, and I always struggle in my relationships with mercy males. I’m their touch magnet, their jokester, their boldness. They are my sweetpeas, my sensitivity, and my compassion. It becomes tumultuous when they, in the immaturity of their gift, cannot set boundaries, and I am forced to make difficult decisions for my own well being. They are a blessing, and yet also heart breaking.
So imagine my chagrin when I moved to a brand new state and recently realized that I work directly for a mercy male boss, interact consistently with a mercy male coworker, and express myself musically alongside a mercy male worship leader. It’s interesting how the Bible sees the number 3 as a sign of completion, seeing as these three have completely driven me crazy over the last year! But there is something wonderful about realizing how complete this foray into the mercy gift in the mercy season has been for me. This Trio of Mercy Males has shown me the beauty and fallacy of the gift like no interactions with the mercy male has before. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m more hypersensitive to their presence in my life, or if these three are just simply that much more pronounced in my life. But when I recognized that this Trio was having such an influence on me, I realized that God was giving me some answers to questions I had been asking for quite some time (see previous blogs).
So this series is going to explore the Trio: the boss, the coworker, and the worship leader–three mercy males who are all very different and at various stages in their lives and relationships with the Lord, and yet influencing me through their leadership and lives nonetheless. I look forward to sharing what I’m learning and how I’m growing, and how the mercy male continues to shape this pushy prophet girl.