The day starts early. The sun has not even hinted to it’s arising when the alarm sounds in the darkness. I head straight for the kitchen to plug in the coffee pot. This amazing man who has joined his life to mine, he always has the Peculator filled and ready. His day starts hours before mine but at the moment I plug in the machine and hear it start to breath and bubble, I thank God for my sweet husband and how he speaks my love language… Coffee!
In the cold, dark kitchen, I fill my cup and sip in the quietness before the rest of the house has powered up. Mornings are a new thing for me. For many years I was a die-hard homeschool mom whose day started at a much more leisurely pace. Coffee time could last until well into the day and getting dressed was optional. Things are different now. Life is busier and quieter all at the same time. A new season… a path we have not walked before.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trusting Him, So that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Romans 15:13
This week, as the car broke down, the water quit running and the hours rush on with never enough of them in the day, I ask myself….. “Am I overflowing with Hope”? Many are concerned about events in the world and what our lives will look like in the future. Sometimes I can’t get beyond my own small life and the trials that sometimes seem larger than my strength.
And yet… there is a quiet hope. Maybe not the overflowing kind that I seek, but still….
You see, I am so filled with love from my Savior. Every day, he shows me in new ways how great is His love for me. It is a steady knowing in the midst of the unknown. He is a God who’s very nature is Hope and as I trust in Him I am truly filled with Joy and Peace… the kind that surpasses all understanding.
As I sit outside surrounded by the changing colors of Autumn, I watch my sweet boy who is pulling the leaves off the trees just because he loves to watch them fall. His life is full of uncertainty and trials and yet such a simple joy that if fills me with wonder as I watch him play. His happy giggle rings in the crisp fall air and it warms my heart. It also reminds me to cast my cares on the one who cares for me. Then I find my own hope and joy rising to a point where is just might overflow.
Friends, if you find yourself in changing times that weigh heavy on your fragile heart, Trust in Him who is the God of Hope. Cast your cares to the wind and watch them blow away with the turning leaves. Sometimes it really has to be a choice. Sometimes we must choose the peace that He offers. Practice with me the art of letting go. Choose peace and joy today when fear comes knocking. Together we might find that place of overflowing hope that the world so desperately needs. And we may find that those New Mercies are always right there for the taking.