Ah, nothing like a new day. God’s mercies are new every morning. One thing I love about Haitians, is when they pray, a lot of them will thank the Lord that they made it through the night, to see another day. Hmmm. When was the last time I thanked God that I made it through the night? I certainly take that for granted, among many things. And I love the reminder that life is a most precious gift.
i do love you . . .