REMEMBER THE MORNING

Every so often I find myself discouraged, and little weary. ‘Why,’ I ask, ‘do I bother fighting this feeling every day?’ It is on those dark days, when I believe we are fighting a losing war, that I dig deep and seek inspiration. This search for encouragement is found in many forms, usually by accident. It can be a simple fleeting thought, a song on the CD that plays its constant tunes, a line in a book, or a scene from a movie...Now I remember; it is morning again.

there was a rainbow this week that stretched over the whole valley. it lasted a whole hour, then slowly faded into the morning. wonderful covenant from the Son of the Morning!