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

Lamentations 3:22-24

Every morning, regardless of the weather, the dawning of the day is something new and fresh and innovative – always one of a kind.

I was thinking about that around 6:30AM, when the alarm went off and I wasn’t sure if I was really over the 24-hour bug that had smashed me so hard Sunday.

I had Max on the leash and the coffee timer set, ready to brew our morning java in another 20 minutes, and I wondered if – for a change in scenery and a new view – I should find another route for our morning walk.

But of course there are a thousand variables that affect absolutely everything from moment to moment, and nothing is ever the same two days in a row. So I headed out around the church block, as per usual, before walking down River Road toward the Tar. It was just a few minutes after 7:00 when I noticed that even the swampy area that tends to catch all the runoff had, on this day, somehow managed to catch the light too.

Then the river itself, looking upstream back toward the east, mirrored the explosive breaking in of the sun as its first rays raced across eastern North Carolina at close to 850 mph, ushering in the morning.

Another new day. Life. Light. Possibility. Promise.

This is how my mind tends to work in response to seeing the sun crest the horizon with such breathtaking color in the morning. “Great is Thy faithfulness! Great is Thy faithfulness! Morning by morning new mercies I see…”

Thanks to so many of you for reading along, as I post a few thoughts in response to my growing understanding of the goodness, the grace, the mercy, the light and the love of God – DEREK