New Every Morning

I’m not a morning person. I’m just not. I wish I was. It’s one of those things in life that sounds really good. I like the idea of bouncing out of bed in the morning and sitting outside on my front porch drinking coffee and basking in the stillness of the morning light. But truthfully, I’ve always dreaded the moment of the alarm going off and relish in every moment I can still lay sloth-like in bed.

Do you know who was a morning person? My Granddaddy. He would get up while it was still dark and have more done before 8 a.m. than some people (me) get done all day. My grandparents had a cabin in Ruidoso, NM for many years while I was growing up. It’s one of my favorite places of all time. I love love love it. Our family would gather there for weekends and holidays and just love being together. The bottom floor was a big open game room where all of the kids slept. Granddaddy would wake up somewhere around 5:00 and busy himself quietly until he just couldn’t wait any longer for his grandkids to FINALLY wake up. Usually around 8:00 he would not-so-quietly come downstairs and “accidentally” bang around in this storage closet trying to find something he HAD to have right then. As typical teenagers who could sleep until probably afternoon (and remember I’m not a morning person anyway) we would be slightly annoyed at his persistence in getting us out of bed. But really we just laughed and felt flattered that he honestly just loved us so much that he wanted to soak up as much time with us as he could.  

I find a ton of comfort in Lamentations 3:22-24,

²² Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed, 
   for his compassions never fail. 
²³ They are new every morning; 
   great is your faithfulness. 
²⁴ I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion; 
   therefore I will wait for him.”

How amazing is that to hear! God’s love for us is so great that his compassion towards us never fails and it is NEW every morning. I have this albeit cheesy picture of God being kind of like my Granddaddy was in his eagerness to lavish his love on us. Almost waiting in anticipation for our eyes to pop open so His love and compassion and faithfulness can begin again. Brand new.  We don’t have to live in yesterday’s hurts, struggles, crushed hope, disappointments, sin, failures…God has new compassion for us every morning.

Hence this blog. God has put this on my heart for awhile and I’ve been pretty hesitant. I don’t really feel like I have that much interesting stuff to say. And I definitely don’t want this to be a platform for me to broadcast to the world how perfect my family is or how cute my kids are (you know what I’m talking about.) This is a picture of the gripping journey God is taking me on: the challenges and joys of being a mom of twins, desiring and creating a marriage that is built on Christ and so much fun, our struggles with infertility, enjoying and discovering this incredible world God has created, and ultimately of me trying to embrace and live in His great love and compassions that are new every morning. No matter what yesterday was filled with.