I love mornings. I think I always have. I wake up and go downstairs for coffee, sit in my cozy orange-pink chairs my grandmother gave me, and settle in with the current study book I am reading. 30 minutes of quiet before the crazy day commences. Now, that is sanity.
This morning wasn’t any different… well, kind of. I walked downstairs, realized I was out of coffee (Noooo!), zipped on over to Marvin’s to grab some (back in action!) and settled into my chair by 7. Woof, close call! I sat down with my coffee in hand and the book at my side and pretty quickly realized I have been here before. Three years ago, I was in another house in this exact chair, reading this exact book, drinking probably out of exact mug (let’s pretend for stories sake, yah?), seeking the exact same God. And in this moment all I can think is – My God is Faithful. Continue reading “Morning Musings”