“You shall make a mercy seat of pure gold, two and a half cubits long and one and a half cubits wide.

You shall put the mercy seat on top of the ark, and in the ark you shall put the testimony which I will give to you. There I will meet with you; and from above the mercy seat, from between the two cherubim which are upon the ark of the testimony, I will speak to you about all that I will give you in commandment for the sons of Israel.”


EXODUS 25:17, 21-22 (NASB)

Who remembers being marched to the Headmasters office at school for some infraction of acceptable behaviour? I remember my first and only time standing before his desk at Denend Primary School; I knew I had done wrong and I deserved punishment, I pleaded for mercy with tears in my eyes to no avail. That was my first experience of the belt at school. I was reminded of this old memory where I sought mercy when I read today’s verses; indeed it was not the only time in my life where I pleaded for mercy in relation to sins committed. But there was a time I found real mercy that made a life changing difference.

As I thought of this I remember the youth who  had originally believed the lie of being born into a Christian family was sufficient to get to Heaven. He came face to face with his own personal need of a relationship with Jesus Christ the Son of God on Good Friday night 20th April 1984 in Livingston Salvation Army, the preacher’s words pierced his heart and pulled him in his need of forgiveness to God at His Mercy Seat in tears. That night after my penitent prayer, the curtains of my soul were parted and His Son shone in and through me. What a burden was lifted from my shoulders that night! Since then life has not been free from troubles or temptations over the years, but with my Lord and Saviour within me I have conquered life’s trials. 

Dear reader, I remember that lovely mercy seat today as I write this for #TestimonyTuesday but it was just a wooden bench. What made it holy was that sinners met Almighty God there in repentance; where is your mercy seat? It could be beside your bed, chair or even outdoors in a wooded glade, it does not matter where as long as you come to God in complete surrender. Have you found the truth that I faced in 1984; that there is nothing in this life can save you for Heaven except salvation in Jesus Christ who died for your sins on a rough Cross at Calvary? All other saviours are fakes and will lead you to Hell; seek Him today while you still can.

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29 thoughts on “Testimony Tuesday – The Mercy Seat

  1. I too got marched up to the Principal’s (Headmaster’s) office, although more than once. The first time was for chewing gum in class. I was given a choice. He would call my dad and I could get some whacks from his paddle. I took the whacks. Mercy was not offered.

    So thankful for your conversion story. It is great to serve a merciful God. Blessings.

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  2. Seeing the picture of those “anxious benches” brought me back to my Baptist youth. The early Puritans used to pray for the “gift of tears.” I remember my own tears, as I knelt one night during a revival meeting and surrendered myself to the Lord for full time ministry. Thanks for sharing this brother. Another great post!

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  3. Hallelujah!!! Thank you for sharing your beautiful testimony to the praise and glory of our Lord!!! Jesus meets us right where we are. He met you right there at the wooden bench as you surrendered your heart to Him. “How marvelous! How wonderful! And my song shall ever be, How marvelous! How wonderful! Is my Savior’s love for me.” !!!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hoV4koFy-Is

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    1. Susan, thank you for that beautiful favourite hymn which has the joy of how I felt that night. But my song that night which I couldn’t stop singing was “This Is The Day!” May our Father God continue to guide and bless you today sister.

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  4. A truly amazing blog, Alan, in every way. My mercy seat is the little olive wood holding cross I wear each day, and hold in my hand all night. There is absolutely no substitute for Christ Jesus in our lives. I praise his name. May many, many people turn to him today, trusting in his forgiveness, and committing their lives to him XXXXXXX

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    1. Thank you Ruth! Your comments concur with my thoughts that I could have said more in this post, on two things. 1. That our mercy seat can be anywhere that we surrender to God, or anything that aids our prayers. 2. That we need a mercy seat often, it is not a one time deal…repentance is a lifestyle for all believers.
      I am truly thankful for you sister, and how our Father God guides us down the same path often. May you be blessed in Him today.

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  5. Thank you, Alan, for this beautiful, personal testimony. I was raised in a church that had an altar. Sinners knelt there to confess their sin and ask Christ to save them. Church members would gather there and pray. The scene, and also the times I knelt there are still in my memory. I remember my precious mother saying to me, one day – long before she passed away — “I love the altar.” I was not deep enough in Christ to understand what she meant, but I do now, and your testimony brings all this back to me. Thank you!

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    1. Hi Mary, thank you for your encouragement and personal reflections on your childhood church. I think it is only with age and maturity in the Lord that we learn to truly value such meaningful memories. God bless you sister.

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  6. Amen Alan, there is no place like the Mercy Seat in time of need. In our school, boys didn’t have the luxury of being sent to the principal’s office. We got paddled in front of the class with a wooden paddle that was lovingly made by the senior boys in woodshop. It hung in front of the room on the wall and no one ever got paddled twice! Have a blessed day!

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  7. Wow, Alan! This is intense! I did not grow up in this era (thank God, no offense!) and I could feel and hear all the different emotions you experienced from pleading to elation, mourning and song. Praise God for His saving grace. Love and blessings to you and Susan!

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