As the coffee washes away the last yawns of the morning, I am thankful for another day. Thankful for another night of rest and that little bean that, when crushed and mixed with hot water, can help to wake me up so early on most mornings. The mornings are cooler now. The squirrels are more active and I get to gaze upon a lone deer right outside the back of our house. This solitude and serenity will not last for long and so I enjoy it for the moment in time that it is. I hear a neighbor start his work truck to race off to the city for the day. The school buses are making their way to pick up the children for school and I hear them lurch and screech as they come to a stop to pick up the neighborhood kids. A waste management truck picks up a whole dumpster and dispenses its contents into the large opening to haul away the trash from a local restaurant.
No one else in the house is stirring yet and so I continue to soak it all in. Another breath, another sip, another moment filled with the goodness of the Lord. A thankful heart, a tear-filled eye as I recount his immeasurable mercies for me. A special place in a Father's heart just for me. Not a scowl, or angry look from the One who only exudes Love. A Love that did not wait for me to ask for forgiveness of my sins. But was already running towards me as I turned my heart and mind towards home. I think of my failures and times when I have leaned on my own reasoning. Times when I walked away with a limp for not consulting Him. I think of my unfaithulness. He reminds me of His Faithfulness. I show Him my brokenness. He shows me the repair work that He did. I remind Him that I am most capable of blowing it. He demonstrates that He's restoring it, making me New. I look back at all I've done. He reminds me of His Only Son. Tells me of His Amazing Grace. Shows me when I left that place. Encourages me by reminding me that I am His. That He will Never Leave me or Forsake Me. He is delighted with me. I wonder how that can be. I am deeply Loved and Treasured by One who did not have to die for me. But took me in, orphaned as I was. A Father to the fatherless, He was there to take me out of the mess that I had made and would have stayed in, not knowing that there was an alternative. A better way. His Way.
These early mornings, sure are getting better. Discovering a Love that is unfathomable and unrelenting. A Creator God and Friend who will not allow me to wallow in the sorrows of my own guilt and shame. He leads me to the heights of Restoration. I look down at the Valley of Truth below me and He reminds me to continue walking in it. I try to look back again at the broad way behind and He says to me, “No, No”. “I love you too much to let you dwell there”. “You are to start here, again”. And so I set out to walk the road with Him. The valley is so alive this morning! Possibilities are endless! The day goes so much better, when I drink my coffee with Jesus.
No one else in the house is stirring yet and so I continue to soak it all in. Another breath, another sip, another moment filled with the goodness of the Lord. A thankful heart, a tear-filled eye as I recount his immeasurable mercies for me. A special place in a Father's heart just for me. Not a scowl, or angry look from the One who only exudes Love. A Love that did not wait for me to ask for forgiveness of my sins. But was already running towards me as I turned my heart and mind towards home. I think of my failures and times when I have leaned on my own reasoning. Times when I walked away with a limp for not consulting Him. I think of my unfaithulness. He reminds me of His Faithfulness. I show Him my brokenness. He shows me the repair work that He did. I remind Him that I am most capable of blowing it. He demonstrates that He's restoring it, making me New. I look back at all I've done. He reminds me of His Only Son. Tells me of His Amazing Grace. Shows me when I left that place. Encourages me by reminding me that I am His. That He will Never Leave me or Forsake Me. He is delighted with me. I wonder how that can be. I am deeply Loved and Treasured by One who did not have to die for me. But took me in, orphaned as I was. A Father to the fatherless, He was there to take me out of the mess that I had made and would have stayed in, not knowing that there was an alternative. A better way. His Way.
These early mornings, sure are getting better. Discovering a Love that is unfathomable and unrelenting. A Creator God and Friend who will not allow me to wallow in the sorrows of my own guilt and shame. He leads me to the heights of Restoration. I look down at the Valley of Truth below me and He reminds me to continue walking in it. I try to look back again at the broad way behind and He says to me, “No, No”. “I love you too much to let you dwell there”. “You are to start here, again”. And so I set out to walk the road with Him. The valley is so alive this morning! Possibilities are endless! The day goes so much better, when I drink my coffee with Jesus.
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