Early morning shadows sprinkle the lawn revealing splashes of Light
and baby fresh,
The robin hops through the landscape – stopping to listen – head cocked at the slightest rumble of a worm inching its way near.
The flower turns its head to welcome morning’s light.
And just beyond, a doe and her twins stroll past, looking for greener pastures I suppose…
… though I can’t imagine where
is a gift.
The birds know it. The flower and doe know it… and the worm that got away knows it too. Chirping in the distance, blossoming and grazing along the sun’s lit path, … inching through the warming earth. Happy to sing their morning song, they welcome the turning of this world toward its Maker.
New mercies, new hope, a new start.
What purpose do I have in this new day?
What Good works are planned for me to walk in since the beginning of time?
What voices need silencing to hear the One Voice that is needful to hear?
Be still and know that I am God.
Quieting the noise of life
long enough to understand
the certainty of the Life Giver.
… I don’t know what tomorrow brings, or the day after that or next month or next year.
But this I know:
In this moment, I am loved by a King
I can face this day and all the craziness it may bring
Today, in Him, I have a haven.
Jesus loves me. This I know.
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