I am Javert. I see everything black and white. Justice, all must be fair.
Yet, I am Eponine. Dirty and rotten. Ever failing. So desperately in need of mercy.
Then there are my little Cosettes looking up at me. Innocent in so many ways yet already in need of grace.
And I feel the struggle of Jean Valjean. As my words and actions define for these little ones both justice and mercy.
Five-Minute Friday Prompt: Mercy