Morning is coming.

Lamentations 3:22-23

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; 

His mercies never come to an end;

They are new every morning;

Great is your faithfulness.

Morning is coming. 

It's something I tout the day before Easter.

A cliche I've used to show my anticipation for the risen King. After I've failed to live like morning is coming all. Dang. Year.

“Now from the sixth hour there was darkness over all the land until the ninth hour. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, "Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?" that is, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" And some of the bystanders, hearing it, said, "This man is calling Elijah." And one of them at once ran and took a sponge, filled it with sour wine, and put it on a reed and gave it to him to drink. But the others said, "Wait, let us see whether Elijah will come to save him." And Jesus cried out again with a loud voice and yielded up his spirit. And behold, the curtain of the temple was torn in two, from top to bottom. And the earth shook, and the rocks were split. The tombs also were opened. And many bodies of the saints who had fallen asleep were raised, and coming out of the tombs after his resurrection they went into the holy city and appeared to many.”

‭‭Matthew 27:4-5

How many times have we cried to the Lord why has He forsaken us? Same as our King.
Darkness in our hearts.
Lips puckered.
Longing for a drink.

Sour wine.

We feel swallowed. 

We feel torn in two.

Our world shakes.

“Now after the Sabbath, toward the dawn of the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to see the tomb. And behold, there was a great earthquake, for an angel of the Lord descended from heaven and came and rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothing white as snow. And for fear of him the guards trembled and became like dead men.”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭28:1-4‬ ‭ESV‬‬

Guys, that morning it was like lightning.
not every morning is lightning.
 I think we feel let down in that we expect lightning every time there is darkness. 

y'all first of all the lightning, the earthquake, earth changing thing has already come.
 That great morning so long ago.

So now we are experiencing small mornings.

Small breaks in the clouds. 

Small masterpieces.

A wise friend recently said to me, " it is my experience that our lives are made up of lots of little things"

Small mornings y'all;

A text from a sweet friend.

A break in the clouds. ☁️

The right song on the radio. 📻 

A peeking sun. 🌤

A day full of rest and remembrance.

A belly laugh.
A  rainbow. 🌈

A light breeze on a hot day.

John 1:5 the light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it.

Guys, let's not miss the small mornings.

Let's live like Morning is coming.

My word from the Lord this year is HOPE.

Morning has come and that is HOPE.

Morning is coming. That is HOPE. Mercy.

Great is His faithfulness.
To bring us small mornings.


Keep fighting friend. 

Morning is coming.

Ven

Song:
Hard love by NEEDTOBREATHE