Are you the wife of a pastor? Christine Hoover and I are chatting about that over at her place today. Visit us there to join in the conversation and offer your words of wisdom.
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The morning shows up right outside my window. I get up in the dark and all I see is me in that window, reflected back, tired. And then slow morning comes right on time like a dream, a whisper. And I can’t see me in the glass anymore. Light does his work there – takes away our tired reflections, opens up the way, shows us the rocking chair and the tree line and the sky.
I need morning today. I need to wrap the light around me like a shimmery cloak and wear it to the grocery store. I need the new fresh squeezed orange juice mercies; to stand up and stretch and shake off the sleepy, tired ways of the last few weeks. I need morning to come up beside me, take me by the hand, and lead me down the quiet path of joy. I need a year of mornings.
“Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.” -Lamentations 3:22-23
What do you need today?
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