Honour-bound...

 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

 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;^[a]
    his mercies never come to an end;

they are new every morning;
    great is your faithfulness.

Lam.3:22-23