good morning

For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning.

- Psalm 30:5 (NKJV)

 

This is such an amazing and comforting verse; I am surprised that it only appears in my “daily bread” three times since I started it in 2016.

Really it is the second half of the verse that is so poignant.
Joy comes in the morning.

I have had so many nights that I spent in sadness, fear, discouragement, or dismay to find that answers and subsequently joy came in the morning.

Recently in church we have been singing Thank God for Sunday Morning, released in 2022 by Cochran & Co.

Neon lights and stained glass windows

Old bar stools and back row pews

I ran to one more than the other

But I couldn't out-run you

Trying to fill up all the empty

Trying to numb the pain inside

Thinking you'd never forgive me

For all those Saturday nights

But thank God for Sunday morning

Thank God for 316

And the words in red that say you bled

And gave your life for me

Thank God for a choir singing

And the voice saying, "Come back home"

Saturday night looked like the end of the story

But thank God for Sunday morning

Now I know that you're no stranger

To the broken hearts like mine

It's what you do, yeah, somehow you

Bring dead things back to life

And it might look like it's as over

As a stone over a grave

But I've seen you move, I'm living proof

You still roll stones away

Thank God for Sunday morning

Thank God for 316

And the words in red that say you bled

And gave your life for me

Thank God for a choir singing

And a voice saying, "Come back home"

Saturday night looked like the end of the story

But thank God for Sunday morning, oh...

Sunlight through the stained glass window

Feels like freedom on my face

Really is a new beginning

It really is amazing grace

Thank God for Sunday morning

Thank God for 316

And the words in red that say you bled

And gave your life for me

Thank God for a choir singing

And a voice saying, "Come back home"

Saturday night looked like the end of the story

Oh

Saturday night looked like the end of the story

Mm-mm

But thank God for Sunday morning

Thank God for Sunday morning

Y’all.

How many times have you been in this place?

How many nights, Saturday or otherwise, have felt like the end of the story only to find joy in the morning?
We are so lucky to have a Father that loves us so much that nothing we can do will keep His love from us.
Thank God for every morning. 

 

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