Good morning! My heart sings good morning even as I face a day with too much scheduled and telephone texting and calls starting EARLY this morning. My heart sings…..how awesome is that! Good morning to sunshine and grasshoppers and falling leaves and disgruntled neighbors. Good morning to dirty laundry and disgusting bathrooms. Good morning wrinkles. Good morning sags. Good morning, good morning, good morning!

Good morning, Lord – my very heart. How you bless me with your presence in my sleep, in my dreams and in my waking! Good morning beloved – how sweet are your songs and the light tingle of your touch. Good morning my friend – precious is your companionship and wise counsel. Good morning my husband – such peace in knowing your protection and provision.

I rejoice this morning not because of anything the Lord has done but because of who He is and who He has become in my life. My heart sings because I know the one who created the song. My smile is wide because I cannot contain such joy or keep it to myself. I am excited because even though my day is filled with chores it is also filled with appointments outside the house that will give me opportunities to let the love, peace and joy overflow into other lives.

Keeping my focus on Him makes the world and its troubles pass away and I am wrapped in the peace that passes all understanding, the joy unspeakable and full of glory, and the love unconditional and full of mercy. What a mighty God we serve!

Even when I am feeling so elated to belong to Him I can’t help but think of those who don’t. I know His heart mourns for those who struggle to put one foot in front of the other; for those who don’t know what true love is; for those who are seeking fulfilment in this life but have yet to turn to Him; for all who are lost in the sea of despair and darkness of sin. And so, because His heart mourns, my heart mourns, even as it rejoices in being His. I sense His pain and sorrow. His tears drop from my eyes.

It isn’t enough to belong to Him – now I must help others find Him. My heart’s cry is for the lost, wounded, hurting victims of abuse in all of its forms. My desire, like His, is to see them all healed. There is nothing I can do to make that happen except to share Him – to introduce them to Him and invite them to let Him be the Great Physician and Wonderful Counselor in their lives just as He has been in mine.

So today as I go about town I am taking His love with me. I pray it will be enough to draw someone else into the fold of His unconditional love.

Isaiah 43:1-4  But now thus says the Lord, he who created you, O Jacob, he who formed you, O Israel: “Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name, you are mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you. For I am the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior. I give Egypt as your ransom, Cush and Seba in exchange for you. Because you are precious in my eyes, and honored, and I love you, I give men in return for you, peoples in exchange for your life.