Each week when I unwrap the small everyday gifts on Tuesdays I wonder if people have had enough of it; if I have had enough of it. Maybe we get it now. Maybe now we’ve finally learned how to live in the moment, to receive this day as the one that the Lord has made, to pause and cherish and celebrate.
And then the next day comes and I realize how every morning I wake up and I need to be reminded to remember. I think that’s why He says that His mercies are new every morning and why He told us to pray only for our daily bread, and not for bread to last a lifetime. I can’t get perspective in a dose big enough to last more than a day, most times.
And that is why I keep coming back to Tuesday. Join me?