As we witness the proof of God's mercy renewed
(aka morning) what frames our first thoughts; faith or fear?
Matt never knows what his mom will say as he heads out the door to work
usually it's 'I hope you have a good day!' or something like it.
This morning for some reason I was moved with the words that inspired today's poem;
"I hope you have a day filled with the honour of serving God"
He replied with his usual morning dialogue of least-words-required "uh-huh" 😊
Doesn't it transform our outlook when honour, not duty drives us?!
I heard this stunning song written in 1855 by Harriet B. Stowe
for the first time only recently!!
From eastward fringe
Dawn’s faint first tinge
Expands until darkness dissolves
As Unknown wafts
In gleaming lofts
While what is constantly evolves
Involving us
In fret and fuss
Of all that comes along to pass
Where none can will
What time will spill
In heaven-to-earth’s hour-glass
Where fear and dread
Can weigh like lead
If we forget to trust in He
Who knows full well
What time will tell
And when the end of This will be
We are not bound
By sight and sound
As hostages of Duty’s law
But by God’s grace
To human race
We may serve with honour and awe
Recipients of
The greatest love
Mere mortal cannot comprehend
While unknown groans
Where skin and bones
Harbours a deathless dividend
Thus, we press on
Behold the dawn!
That testifies Mercy renewed
As grace imparts
And moves our hearts
To serve with humble gratitude
© Janet Martin
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
great is your faithfulness.
Lam.3:22-23
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