Rejoice

It's been awhile since I've seen the morning, the sunshine, and the newness of everything. It's cliche and warm and fuzzy, maybe, but it still rings true: God's mercies are new every morning. It's a wonder why the Psalmist chose the morning instead of the afternoon or evening, or midnight. The dew of the morning, the firstfruits that are our labour; the beginning.

As students, or for me anyway, I often skip this part (evidently supported by me skipping breakfast). There's something about the morning, and spending quiet time with the Father, that trumps even the feeling of sleeping in and being lazy. Something tells me we were designed this way, and that, it is a privilege to welcome every morning and dedicate the day to Him.

Of course, I'm by no means a morning person, so this is easier said than done =)

See the morning, see it rising
Over the mountains high
See the mercy in the mighty hand of God

Living Water come and fill us
Only You can satisfy
Turn our sorrow into singing
The song of life

- Chris Tomlin