With each new dawn, comes an invitation to be a better version of yourself than you were the day before. Each day is filled with beauty, wonder, mess, madness, and enough grace to cover a multitude of sin. That old adage, everything looks better in the morning, may not, it turns out, be true. It may not look better, but it is your chance to do better.
Of this I am certain: we will live and we will die. All the breathing that is done between those breaths will likely build up and tear down. . .on a day to day basis. This is life. Offenses that offend, slips of the tongue, attitude adjustments, tone of voice needing to be taken down a notch all in the course of the first hour of our feet hitting the floor! All of these infractions causing a slow death of self over the course of a long, sometimes very long day.
But God. It is only when we lean in to the pain, we heed our Father's voice, we ignore the critiques or criticisms of others, we trust that where we are right now is exactly where we need to be. . .only then, can we view the dawning of a new day as an opportunity to do better. To be better. We can rest knowing He directs our paths. He holds us in the palm of His hand. He is cheering us on to complete another day, no matter how good we handle it or how badly we blow it. He already knows tomorrow is a new day filled with unlimited opportunity. . .to do better. To be better.
Whatever you're going through right now, before you even open your eyes from slumber, pray that God would help you be the best version of yourself for today. Pray that you would feel his mercy and grace cover you, as soft as your favorite blanket. Only then, get up out of that bed to face today with a confidence that you've got this. You and Him are a team and together you can do anything!
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Today's top two thoughts:
- Faith is caught not taught. Children are always watching. Living lives we want our kids to exemplify in a way that is aligned with our values and faith is of utmost importance to me. It makes me think of a song we used to sing in church:
Let them know us by our love.
- Racism is real. As if that alone isn't heartbreaking enough, it shatters me to my core that there are elementary aged children who already carry out this message of hate. Shatters me. Just as faith is caught, so are the ugly, dark messages of hate passed down from one generation to the next. So devastatingly sad. . .But God. He already knows how this pains my heart and the hearts of my children and He is enough. He says we are enough. He sees no color, only love. Let them, the rest of them, know us by our love. . . because it is real.