Thursday, December 1, 2011

December 1st.

Today is December 1st which marks many things other than just a Thursday.

Today is the first day in many where work hasn't gone by drudgingly slow.
Today was perfect weather to throw on leggings, a jacket, and feel like autumn walking to my car.
Today I finished another chapter in a book. And a really good one at that. 
Today means that tomorrow is Friday, and the next is Saturday. 
Today means that next month...Caroline and I will be in UGANDA!

I was just trying to build up to that last one there :)

I can find endless joy in today because I woke up remembering the cross. I woke up with a psalm on my heart that screamed "let morning bring me word of your unfailing love" and that's exactly what it did. 

So many days I wake up in darkness. I just don't let any light stream through my curtains beause I feel like I cannot hear God, when it's really only me who tried to quiet Him. So I spend the day forgetting, and I close my curtains, and my coffee doesn't taste as good. I make my way to my car and Kim Walker blares through the speakers and I know that if I was standing up at that moment that I would have fallen on my face right then and there. I know that just one whisper of "Abba" and my heart stops and I feel so good and so bad at the same time because my Daddy is everywhere and I'm happy about every part of that, but then I'm so sad that I ever forgot.

But the Lord made today, and He made yesterday. Tomorrow comes in 20 minutes and if I live till then I will wake up and let the morning remind me of His unfailing love again, and I will put my trust in Him, and He will show me the way that I should go, and He will lift up my beaten down weary soul because amidst all of the messes that I make...He loves me all over. And I don't know why, but I know that He sent His son...His only son...His beloved son...for me. And for you. We wonder why we mess up and we plunge ourselves at the feet of our Father and while He even knows that we will mess up tomorrow He loves us through it. Knowing that we will sin and hurt Him more...He holds us just a little tighter because of it; just a little closer.

I will never quite understand the why's of why Caroline and I are called to be His hands and to be His feet in this way...but there's no place that I'd rather be than at the feet of my Daddy who loves me more than words could describe. More than the sun and the moon and any of your favorite things combined.

December 1st, and all I want to do is never run away from Him again.

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