Today I’m reminded that His mercies are new. every. morning. The Lord holds our fickle hands and hearts ever-so tightly despite our naivety and unfaithfulness towards Him. When the cup that holds our lot feels dry, He is the God who fills it again and again. Sometimes walking in the will of the Father is hard and it comes with resistance from the broken world around us.
Lord, may you meet us women and wives and mommies and sisters and daughters and friends in the morning and remind us of your unfailing love and faithfulness.