I turn on the fire,
A hot cup of coffee in hand.
A hot cup of coffee in hand.
I sit.
I have started the laundry.
The sound comforting and steady.
The warmth from the fire removes the chill from the room.
These plunging temperatures and fierce wind
make it hard for this old farmhouse to stay warm.
The day looms before me.
Choices to make.
A life to live.
Up at the barn the routine of milking continues.
Cow after cow.
Chore after chore.
Steady.
There is something soothing about routine.
It is the way of the farm life.
Never changing; yet always different.
The dark of the night; the routine - imperative.
Until the dawn broke.
The routine that continues to move us forward also includes
bended knee to the King of Glory and time in the Ancient Word.
Much time spent on our knees as we plead before the throne of grace
for strength to move through this day.
I don't know what this day will hold.
I can't be sure of anything.
Yet one thing.
Through it all God will never, ever leave my side.
Isaiah 41:10
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
I am thankful for:
The grace in routines
warm spaces in chilly seasons
mercies that are new every morning
quiet
the Ancient Word that breathes life into my aching heart
truth; unwavering, solid
bended knees in prayer
the hope in Christ
this drafty old house and the sounds that are soothing and comforting
the lessons I am learning as grief takes it's course
eyes to see beauty
the opportunity for my farmer to answer the call for a missions trip
Hoss and his family and the deep, deep joy they bring
opportunities to give and serve
God, who never leaves us nor forsakes us
the routine of bowing low each morning and starting the day with the holy
The grace in routines
warm spaces in chilly seasons
mercies that are new every morning
quiet
the Ancient Word that breathes life into my aching heart
truth; unwavering, solid
bended knees in prayer
the hope in Christ
this drafty old house and the sounds that are soothing and comforting
the lessons I am learning as grief takes it's course
eyes to see beauty
the opportunity for my farmer to answer the call for a missions trip
Hoss and his family and the deep, deep joy they bring
opportunities to give and serve
God, who never leaves us nor forsakes us
the routine of bowing low each morning and starting the day with the holy
The Revelation Song
Kari Jobe
You are my everything
And I will adore you
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