Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, Because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness. “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “Therefore I hope in Him!”
Morning is when I get to drink coffee on my own.
In the quiet.
And not have to talk.
It tastes better in the early morning. It does good work.
Easily my favourite part of the day.
Thank God His mercies are new every morning – every single morning – because in one single day I can get totally to the end of myself and some days I feel like I’ve about used up mercy.
And there are plenty of mornings, and I know we all have them, when I open my eyes feeling tired despite the sleep, with a heart heaviness that I have to push past as I wake. And I can’t always put my finger on it except that life gets exhausting and being a person and putting one foot in front of the other can be hard and wearying and some days more than others. But by the time I have bleary eyed pulled together that cup of coffee and seated myself to stare out at the garden, hope will be rising and faith will be kicking in. A grace in itself. Seems He’s wired us that way – to rise up anyway, to hope against hope, believe when it doesn’t make sense because nothing about life makes sense somedays but – – – “even in (our) dreams, we can’t deny that getting to live is holy ground” Ann Voskamp
Breath in our lungs, a chance to take part – the good of it and the hard of it – a privilege not every one has – holy ground.
Early morning – the pull of it never gets old.
The quiet and freshness – like everything’s been set to right over night.
Like redemption – the chance to start again.
The world wiped clean.
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life. Psalm 143:8
And the cool of the morning after days of intense heat – like a sweet reprieve, the smell of rain just fallen, like mercy, fills up the air.
Love to you all today
Tracey xx
Tell Your Story
You know we all have amazing stories to tell – yes YOU and I.
We all have real, true, vulnerable, pointy edged stories that have been coloured and cushioned by the grace and presence of God.
So lets share them.
Once a month I would like to open up Women Connect to you and your stories. They can be about who you are, where you have come from or about where you are now, thoughts about an experience, an answer, a scripture, how you met Jesus or just what God brought to mind last Tuesday when you were hanging out the washing – anything from the heart because your story will encourage others in theirs.
“When we learn to tell our stories to one another we not only understand ourselves better, but we become gracious and kind listeners to others. We become gifts to the world around us, no matter how small or big we are.” Ashley Hales ~ Circling the Story
So please give it some thought. I’m no expert but I’m happy to help if you’re not sure where to start or how to put your thoughts together. It doesn’t have to be long – short and simple is fine with me but if you want to make it longer I’d suggest a maximum of 1000 words.
So please send me an email to let me know if you’re interested and get those stories happening.
Tracey xx