News reports and facebook posts flow in. Comments concerning last night's victory reveal people's true perspectives about God and others.
Where is my mind this morning?
As I watched Sam crawl across the messy kitchen floor I realized just how small my little world has become. My main concerns are not about a terrorist who was captured; my thoughts are on the three little ones whom God has given me to raise. I spent time with Jack before he got on the bus. I mentally planned out what chores Andrew and I needed to complete today. I laughed at Sam's latest accomplishment (opening the cabinets and drawers in the kitchen).
I do live in a bubble, I thought.
Then I remembered Lamentations 3:21-26, and I found myself once again thinking about the words of my favorite hymn.
Like a river glorious, is God’s perfect peace,
Over all victorious, in its bright increase;
Perfect, yet it floweth, fuller every day,
Perfect, yet it groweth, deeper all the way.
Hidden in the hollow of His blessed hand,
Never foe can follow, never traitor stand;
Not a surge of worry, not a shade of care,
Not a blast of hurry touch the spirit there.
Every joy or trial falleth from above,
Traced upon our dial by the Sun of Love;
We may trust Him fully all for us to do.
They who trust Him wholly find Him wholly true.
Stayed upon Jehovah, hearts are fully blest
Finding, as He promised, perfect peace and rest.
I captured this moment with Sam this morning because I needed a mental reminder. Sam knows that he can rely on me to meet his every need, and he is happy and secure in his little bubble.
On mornings like this I need to trust my unchangeable God. Only in Him am I safe in uncertainty, protected in danger, comforted in adversity.
This morning I an thankful that God's mercies are new each and every morning.
May your heart rest and rejoice in God's faithfulness today.
