As I sat on the couch, my dog began to slowly whimper beside as he subtly attempted to get my attention. He needed to go outside, and I needed to bundle up due to the cold air that has settled in here. I layered up while he ran in circles around me, and as I opened the door, I noticed the pink hued sky. It glowed with the promise of a new day.
I wasn’t outside more than a couple of minutes, but reveled in the beauty. I quickly ran inside, gave my dog his “treat” and glanced out the window again… and nothing. Nada. Not even a hint of the colors that captivated my eyes just moments before.
What a simple reminder from Him to seize the moment, find joy, and revel in the beauty of NOW…
before it’s gone.
It is of the Lord‘s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.