Just Mercy
Cut along the dashed lines and pass the cards around the table.
Where did you do most of your reading of this one, and did you find yourself needing a cozy blanket or a tea refill to get through certain chapters?
Was there a passage you had to pause on, reread, or read aloud to someone you love? What pulled you in?
Stevenson writes about mercy as something everyone needs. When in your own life has someone shown you unexpected mercy, and how did it feel?
Which moment in the book felt the most tender or comforting to you, even amid heavy subject matter?
The book gently insists that we are more than the worst thing we have ever done. How does that idea sit with you when you think about people in your own life?
Who in the book did you most want to wrap a blanket around and hand a cup of something warm? What made them stay with you?
Stevenson talks about being 'broken' as part of what allows us to feel real compassion. Was there a season in your life when being a little broken made you kinder?
After spending time with this book, is there a small, doable way you feel softly nudged to show up for someone, in your family, neighborhood, or community?