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This morning, I took my Bible and my Streams in the Desert
devotional book and sat out on our front porch to greet
the new day with my Lord.
The sky was overcast, and a light mist was in the air, similar
to this lovely photo, but a mist not fog.
I was feeling so very scattered, like I was just
all over the place!
Do you ever feel like that??
I am getting over being sick, had a major sneezing fit
upon wakening, and woke to
to dishes in the sink...
bills to pay...
school with Maddy...
work in my shop...
I knew I needed some time contemplating;
contemplating the beauty of the morning, and the
great love of the God who gives breath to each new day.
Have you done that lately?
I watched as the cool breeze fluttered the fronds on
my little palm tree I love so much;
And watched and listened as all sorts of birds flew
by, and were chirping in the surrounding trees and bushes,
I sat and drank it all in....like a wonderful refreshing drink
from a spring fed well, all the while
praising God for the beauty He created for us to enjoy.
What an amazing love He has for us!
wonderful light of His glory, and gives us joy in the partaking.
Oh! I could get lost in it for hours!!!
But alas, a new day, and things to accomplish.
It simply couldn't have started off any better!
Time surrounded by His creation, meditating on His Word,
seeking His direction for the hours that fill my day...
God is so good!!
I leave you this morning with the lyrics to a wonderful song.
It was written as a hymn in 1931 by Eleanor Farjeon .
You might recognize it, as it was recorded by
Cat Stevens prior to his conversion to
It is so lovely, and a sweet picture of God's love
displayed in all He created.
Morning Has Broken
Morning has broken,
like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken,
like the first bird
Praise for the singing,
praise for the morning
Praise for the springing
fresh from the Word
Sweet the rain's new fall,
sunlit from heaven
Like the first dew fall,
on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness
of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness
where His feet pass
Mine is the sunlight,
mine is the morning
Born of the One Light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day!!