On my morning run, I was amazed to see a lovely sunrise, cool drips of leftover rain from the canopy of leafy trees, the a marble-like blue and white sky, and four deer with one stomping his left hoof at me as if I was interrupting his breakfast. Maybe I was, but all these things reminded me of the newness of each day and the grace available to swim, soak and live in. What a beautiful dawn of grace. Lamentations 3:22-23 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. To my surprise, and my delight I saw sunrise, I saw sunlight I am nothing in the dark And the clouds burst to show daylight Ooh and the sun will shine Yeah on this heart of mine Ooh and I realise Who cannot live without Ooh come apart without It On a hill top, on a sky-rise Like a first born child At full tilt, and in full flight Defeat darkness, breaking daylight Ooh and the sun will shine Yeah on this heart of mine Ooh and I realise Wh
Life is tough, but hope is tougher.