It seems it hasn’t been a great day for a lot of people, and the day has hardly begun. Hubby tore out the door, late for work…alarm clock malfunction. Little Guy was out later last night and was very surly this morning. He had a mini meltdown after an altercation with a sock, and was very disappointed that we didn’t have time to play Imaginary UNO in the car after we got to school – the bell had already gone and we had to run. He always wins anyway! I checked Facebook and nearly every woman in my Bible study group is “under the weather” this morning so we cancelled. I was toying with not going too since I still feel very crummy. I was also out late at practice last night and will be out again tonight. And then I checked my email and there was a message from my Dad late last night. My Grandpa has been in the hospital since Monday. but he’s suddenly not doing well at all. I hate being so far away from home, and I wish I could be closer to be a help and comfort to my Mom.
Suddenly the freshness of the day was lost on me. I had an overwhelming urge to crawl back into bed, pull the covers over my head and just stay there. But that’s not the best plan.
Instead, I made a large pot of tea, typed this up, and now I’m going to do what I most need to do – crawl into God’s lap and rest there awhile. I may read my Bible, I may pray, I may even have a little nap. I have done this before and it’s a wonderful place of peace and security.
Our speaker at Morning Break yesterday spoke on the verse in the 23rd Psalm, “He restores my soul”. I had no idea that I would so desperately need the reminder this morning. She also shared another verse from Lamentations, and God brought it to mind as I was packing Little Guy’s lunch and trying to get him out the door (without having a meltdown too). It’s from Lamentations 3:21-23:
Yet I call this to mind and therefore I have hope: 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.
It’s morning, and it would be easy to ask “where’s the compassion” but I’m not even tempted to do that. I choose instead to rest on what I know to be true in that verse – God’s great love, God’s faithfulness. I’m looking forward to seeing God’s mercies in the freshness of tomorrow (or maybe even after a short nap) – today isn’t over yet!