We wake up to a brand new day, every day. Take a second and let that really sink in. You and I have never once not woken up to a new day! It’s so simple that I mostly take for granted, but it truly is a profound gift. When I have one of those days that just really needs to end, I never doubt in God’s everyday gift of the morning. He is faithful and good.
Maybe learning to trust in God starts with the tangible stuff like that. Lamentations 3:22-23 says,
“The faithful love of the Lord never ends!
His mercies never cease.
Great is his faithfulness;
his mercies begin afresh each morning.”
My kids are always happy to come downstairs in the morning, fuzzy headed and sleepy eyed, and find me preparing a hot breakfast. It doesn’t happen every morning, but most days I’ll make a big pot of oatmeal or scrambled eggs and smoothies. I enjoy doing this for them, because they see how much I love them, and it provides something they need. When I think about fresh mercy in the morning, I imagine a piping hot bowl of hearty oatmeal, you know, the good stuff with brown sugar, pecans, and cinnamon. It’s lovingly prepared and delicious and exactly what I need.
And this same God who takes care of me will supply all your needs from his glorious riches, which have been given to us in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:19 (NLT)
God has just what I need, whatever “hat” I’m wearing at the moment. Wife. Mom. Pastor. Learner. Worker. Writer. Peace-seeker. Sinner. Oh yes. Sometimes I step into that old familiar lost self. The one who is broken and angry. The one who is starving for attention and approval and comfort. The last thing I’d want to do for that person is gently wake her up and prepare for her a healthy, scrumptious breakfast. Our God is so gracious.
He is steady. His faithfulness to fill me up with what I lack is unending. He covers my vulnerable places and binds up my wounds. Not just once, but every time I get hurt by the world or by my own mistakes. He welcomes me back every time I stray. He fills me up when I wring myself out like a rag for my family or my work or my dreams. He is so generous. I wake up to mercy, hope, peace, and joy every day. I’m so grateful that he saved my soul once and for all, and continues to redeem me again and again.
Lately I’ve been starting each day in the word. Literally. The moment I wake up, I grab my phone and open my Bible app and start reading. The first benefit to this is that I just jump right in without getting distracted. I used to move out to the living room, turn on the fireplace, brew coffee, grab my journal, find a pen, snuggle up on couch, etc etc etc…and then open my Bible. By that time I’d already been tempted to check my email or unload the dishwasher.
Even though I try to drink plenty of water, I always feel dehydrated in the morning from going without water overnight. I wake up thirsty. The second reason reading the Bible first thing is so essential for me is that I wake up spiritually thirsty. My days are demanding: I have to give my whole self — physically, emotionally, spiritually. I need Jesus the second I wake up. So many of my sisters run hard and have lots and lots of spinning plates in the air. The ones who live sustainably, those who run without weariness, are the ones who are firmly planted by living water.
“But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint.” Isaiah 40:31 (NLT)
“But they delight in the law of the Lord,
meditating on it day and night.
They are like trees planted along the riverbank,
bearing fruit each season.
Their leaves never wither,
and they prosper in all they do.” Psalm 1:2-3 (NLT)
I wrote a small verse last year, for International Women’s Day. Maybe you wake up thirsty and starving too?
Pouring yourself out
Do you feel like a wrung out rag?
Don’t forget to drink deep today
A soul brimful of living water
Don’t forget to feast on the fresh mercy the Lord daily prepares for you without fail. Amy Carmichael said, “For a cup brimful of sweet water cannot spill even one drop of bitter water, however suddenly jolted.” May we be women who are full to the brim with the Word.