John Calvin bangs on about widows and orphans, noting God’s odd fixation with mercy—specifically the unfashionable habit of defending people who’ve actually been wronged. These deeds, he says, oddly matter for the life to come.
Which is awkward, given how often “worthiness” now means private piety; “injustice” is reduced to middle-class inconveniences. Perhaps grace is chased by helping someone, not auditing your neighbour.
