I’m listening right now to police and news choppers hovering overhead. The sound is relentless. Ominous. Heavy with heartbreak. Distinct with the rumble of grief. Apparently there was a suicide this morning at the high school near my home. A student. At 7:48 AM.
The morning hug I needed.
These words wrapped around me like a warm, refreshing hug this morning. Think about it.
On sunbeams of lovely.
Whatever you face today, look for that sunbeam. It’s there and it’s full of hope. The lovely, neverending hope of our unfailing Father.
Thanks for growing with me. ❤
“Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love…”