So I stumbled upon this amazing blog written by my friend Laura and it has just touched me beyond means this morning. I instantly felt the need to share it.. You can find a link at the bottom to credit her or just read here.:)
Sometimes, days are junky and funky, jumbled and just plain full of ugly. Some days? I feel like I birth the ugly with my own thoughts, as if it springs forth from my heart. It devastates me. Some days? My humanity just devastates me.
I was a stoplight this afternoon, melting in the sweltering heat, and I just craved a good morning. I needed to look into the noonday sun and feel the soft rays of dawn, I needed to breathe in the fresh dew and borrow its beauty. I needed to begin again.
"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation" (2 Corinthians 5:17).
When my humanity crushes me, I forget the awe of constant creation.
It reminds me of how Eve captivated Adam with that first and only glance- there was no standard she failed to satisfy, no imperfection to overlook. She was the only, flesh of his flesh and bone of his bone. She was new, in a breathtaking, breathgiving sort of way.
And in the core of my ugly, human heart, I really believe Jesus sees us with those eyes- as if we captivate Him with that first glance, and He can't bear to look away. I really believe we are constantly created by the blood of Christ, that we shine like dawn's first light. I really believe He leans and breathes us in as fresh and sweet dew droplets.
So today, at my stoplight, when I looked up at Him with my defeated and petulant mood, I felt the sweetest whisper of "Good Morning." And suddenly it was. Suddenly, I was a triumphantly new and rising morning. It turned green, and I drove into a brand new day.
Though it's silly (my thoughts always are), I really believe it's never too late for a Good Morning.
http://www.facebook.com/notes/laura-beckwith/good-morning/10150246577630235
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