If the truth be told, I wasn't counting down the days for the gun to be shot and the race for summer to begin. I had rather hoped that summer would just appear when I woke up. Alas, that was not the case. I woke up with a cloud hovering over me and I couldn't escape its shade. I longed for the sun and its comforting warmth!
Yet, the Lord's mercy and compassion were gently making their way into my day. I was reminded of the joy He had given me last semester through silly things like the smell of a fresh pot of coffee waiting to greet my sleepy self. I sat down on my favorite couch in the company of my dear room mates, pulled a blanket around me, and read His word.
"Through the Lord's mercies we are not consumed. Because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning. Great is Your faithfulness." Lamentations 3:23
I know every day will not be filled with sunshine and happiness but I was so reminded that no matter what vermin eats away the day, I will never be consumed because of Christ's mercies. So, I drank my coffee, opened the door, and said helloo to Tuesday.
