Mornings...

I love the early mornings, I guess I always have. It is a time of quietness before the rest of the world wakes up and gets noisy. I have greatly enjoyed the early mornings here in New Mexico, especially in the fall. The air is crisp and you need a jacket when you first start out, then the sun warms you and the jacket gets tied around your waist. When there is a thunderstorm during the night...the air smells of freshness, sage, and other desert plants just freshly washed.

Last week while I was in Abilene, my morning walk was around the perimeter of Abilene Christian University. The air was cooler and moist, but the blessing was in what was under my feet. As I was walking and praying...just meeting the Lord and saying "good morning", I discovered scripture engraved on the sidewalks. When I saw the first one I thought, "wow, I really needed to hear that right now." So I continued walking and praying, and came upon more scriptures in the sidewalk. I believe that each of those verses were put there just for me. My heart was so greatly encouraged when I returned to the apartment.

But maybe the best part about mornings is that the Lord's mercies are new everyday.

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!" Lamentations 3:22-24

So, each new day brings a special blessing for my heart. It is a fresh start to a new day...