new mercies and pumpkin muffins

Dear You,

Good morning. I hope it's crisp and sunshiney where you are and that somewhere within your reach is a basket of chocolate chip pumpkin muffins.

So. How are you today? But, no, really. How are you?

Are you over the moon excited about something lovely coming your way--a wedding, a move, a picnic in the park with your favorite person? Are you struggling with mixed emotions about something, something you know you should be grateful for? Are you angry, tired, jealous, feeling left out, bored, irritable? Hangry?

Sometimes I'm a mix of all those things in one day. The day will start out like poetry. I sip coffee on the porch, soak in so much love and wisdom and joy from Him that I almost burst. Dance in the kitchen, alone, as I put away the dishes from last night's dinner. Take a walk out into the fall breeze and the sunshine, waving hello to neighbors and little dogs that I normally hate because they bark out the window all night.

And after riding that cloud of bliss into the afternoon, something happens. And I wonder if all the good moments of the day were already all used up that morning. Because now I'm bored and lonely and sick of it all. Sick of feeling those same frustrations. Sick of feeling stuck.

The next morning starts again, bloated with hope and more sunshine.

His mercies are new every morning.

No matter how beautifully or awfully your day starts, it won't necessarily stay that way. Bad days have a way of turning around, and good mornings don't always last.

So don't put all your stock into the morning. Make a ritual out of it, of course. Sip your coffee and listen for direction for your day. But the key is to keep listening. Keep seeking Him and His promises long after the caffeine buzz has worn off and you've forgotten what Bible verses you read that morning.

His mercies are new every morning and, really, every moment of the day.


Love,

H