The presence of His glory dispels the darkness of a difficult place.

Out of the darkened chamber of night, the new day dawns. Ebony turns to shades of apricot and lavender, washing over the earth, reflecting God’s glory in the rivers, lakes, puddles, dew drops — shades of grace light up the morning.

God’s glory cannot be halted — it will always be revealed, no matter the depth of night’s darkness.

His light of morning grows and spreads and permeates the earth with the hope of a new day …

No matter the deprivation of the soul.

Because God is.

He is Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the End. He is Truth revealed. Joy unspeakable.

He is my hope — my only hope.

No matter the depth of night's darkness, the new day will dawn.
No matter the depth of night’s darkness, the new day will dawn.

For as the new day dawns right on schedule without a thought of how or why, without resistance, so His mercies are new every morning — regardless of my attitudes, regardless of my resistance.

His mercy is there. His strength. His goodness. His love towards me. He’s the keeper of my heart.

He is the keeper of your heart too … if you’ll let Him.

Light filters through the apple tree awakening the cardinal sleeping safely within its branches — her song drifting between earth and heaven, praising her Creator.

I sit quietly and listen to her melody of love.

I want my song to drift between earth’s pain and heavens blessings, too. I want my praise to fill that space and draw Him near to my restless, hurting heart.

No matter the depth of night's darkness, the new day will dawn.
Praise opens my eyes to see, even in the depth of night’s darkness.

I suppose I know He’s already near just as He promised — He’s proven Himself o’er and o’er — but my praise opens my eyes to see, awakens my heart to remember I am not alone.

Praise secures the light in my darkest night and strengthens me to press on.

“Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness. ‘The Lord is my portion,’ says my soul, ‘Therefore I hope in Him!'” ~ Lamentations 3:22-24

No matter the depth of night’s darkness, God is there, His mercies new every morning.

For He is faithful.



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Sweet blessings to you,