It’s gray and rainy and children are teething and get sick.
Sometimes you have to look hard and long before you find joy. Sometimes you don’t find it for awhile and you forget yesterday. Sometimes you have to sit and stare and drink another cup of tea.
But it really is true: ‘Joy comes in the morning’. And there is never, ever a moment in which we can not hope on God. In the rain and through the crying we can hope on Him.
Everytime again He sends comfort, and His smile. Not always the same way; always different. You have to look for it, search. Open wide and receive it.
Finding a hat that was lost, visitors that clean windows and bring tulips, an hour with baby before the others wake up and kisses for just mama.
God takes care of me.
God loves me.
Sometiems I forget it in my head, but my heart always knows it. Sometimes I don’t want it, but I always come running back.
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“Everytime again He sends comfort, and His smile.” – Such beautiful imagery in those words. I so appreciated the heart in this post.
Wow… that’s really made me think, Omily. ‘I forget it in my head, but my heart always knows it.’ I’ll be coming back to that thought for days! Thank you.