A New Day

I was telling a friend the other day how refreshing it is that each day is new. I may fall asleep exhausted and even emotionally in turmoil, but I awake each day after a good night's sleep well rested and full of hope.

As I was reading in my quiet time this morning, these verses stood out to me:

Psalm 30:5, 11-12 For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning. You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, To the end that my soul may sing praise to You and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever.

I daily give thanks to the Lord for my little miracle son! I may have spent 5 years weeping, but in the morning, he gave me a song to sing--a song of praise to Him for his goodness!