Dear Reader,
There’s
something special about today.
Do you ever
just wake up with that feeling? I do. When you roll out of bed, trip over a
string of Christmas lights, look in the mirror and try to manage your dreadful
morning hair, and still somehow have this sense that it’s going to be a good
day. A God-day.
I mean,
yes, it’s the middle of March… Yesterday it was 80 degrees here and this
morning there was ice on my car windshield. I just finished a delightful cup of
ivory hot chocolate at my favorite downtown coffee shop, and am currently
watching two men play a very intense game of chess.
But I don’t
think that’s it.
And the
more I think about it, the more I realize that it’s not the dreary weather or
my hot drink or the succulent arrangement on this table that are making today
what it is.
It’s me.
It’s you. It’s an utter realization of the present and yet eternal thing in
your soul that makes you who you are. Somehow, in his crazy grace, God took me-
shattered, with my messy hair and messier life, and wiped my tears. He showed
me the grim reality of who I was, exposing all the dirt and pain… then flipped
it all around and guided me a step closer to who He’s calling me to be. And He
does the same for you. Look for it. Don’t miss it.
So kneel.
Feel that grace. Let it wash over you like sunshine through a spring window.
Let our Savior refresh you every morning with His love and the promise that He
has a plan for you, today and every day.
And don’t
rush it. Rest in Him. Rest from the busy, rest from the pressure, the pain, the
stress, whatever is on your heart. Allow Him to cleanse you of the world’s
dust, and don’t hold onto it. Release your clenched fists and let Him gently
wipe it all away.
Spring is
here- fresh, new, bright and clean… full of promise. Have you let it come in
your soul, too?
“I come in simplicity,
longing for purity,
to worship You
in spirit and truth,
only You.”
-Simplicity, Rend Collective
Until next time,
Brooklyn
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