joyful mornings

Look what I found on the Honey Bunches of Oats box.


As if a year's supply of Honey Bunches cereal and a new coffemaker would really make every morning a joyful morning.

Psalm 92:2 ESV
To declare your steadfast love in the morning,
and your faithfulness by night...

My mornings have been quite joyful lately. But that's certainly not due to Honey Bunches of Oats and Maxwell House coffee (I don't even like Honey Bunches, and I rarely drink coffee). My mornings are joyful because I go to sleep each night talking with Jesus, at peace in His faithfulness. And when I wake up He reminds me once again of His steadfast love, His unfailing grace, His mighty power, His tender love, His constant nearness, and His mercies that are new every morning. And I am moved, once again, to fully surrender all that I am into the nail-scarred hands of my Lord. I can't think of a better way to begin my day!

So forget the Honey Bunches! Even though I don't feel "happy" every morning, I have been given joy beyond words. I belong to an incomparable, matchless, glorious Savior King! And there's nowhere else I'd rather be. Because who I am doesn't really matter--it's Whose I am. And I am HIS.