Aren’t we glad that His mercies are new every morning.
“It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.” Lamentations 3:22-23
A fresh start each day. Maybe yesterday wasn’t so hot for you. Maybe you went to bed last night thinking…”Tomorrow I will start afresh.” Guess what? You were right. With the dawn of the morning, there are new mercies available. Maybe yesterday was great for you and you just want to continue with that. Whatever the case, I am always thankful for morning at the Farmhouse. I love fresh starts…and giant cups of coffee.
When I was editing the pictures for this post…I decided to not edit out the morning color. We are guilty in Blogland of trying to get the perfect shot. No shadows and a perfect white balance. I love pictures like that myself…but they are not always telling the whole story. Our kitchen this morning was a mixture of shadow and light. It was full of golden pink. I don’t ever want to edit out the creativity of the Master. It was beautiful. I wanted my Dirt Roaders to be able to feel that.
My very favorite thing in this post is the little tongue depressor snow man. Our little guy brought that home from school. I propped it up in the window sill. I heard him telling his dad and showing him where I set it. He was so proud. Oh my heart. There is a bit of irony with the snow man. I have an old apothecary jar for tongue depressors. One day I felt the Lord nudge my heart on that very subject. You know…keeping the ol’ tongue under control and keeping my mouth shut. Maybe the little snowman has more significance than I realized. I love it when God teaches us…with the simple things of this life.
Country life in the morning is a beautiful thing. Everyone wants their breakfast. Our over-enthusiastic rooster, Nacho, is crowing his lungs out. Our steer, Chuck, is very vocal about his need for grain or hay. If you barely open the back door, the goats are greeting you with their song. Children are scurrying around, grabbing backpacks and breakfast. It’s pretty typical. Yesterday, my Mr. was running a little late…so I did the chores. When I came back in, my ears were about frozen. I should have dug out my dad’s old hat with the fuzzy ear flaps. ;) I did “borrow” my husband’s Muck boots. They were big…but so warm! If you do chores and don’t have any….save your extra dollars. They are worth it! I may have to start saving up for a pair of my own!
I hope that you have a lovely day. If it started out on the wrong foot or wrong side of the bed…just remember: This day is full of mercy and grace. There are mornings everywhere, everyday.
Love from our dirt road to yours,
p.s. A huge thank you to my Mr. and B. You guys are amazing tech support. The new computer is up and running with all of the proper things installed. I appreciate it very much!