The Lord’s unfailing love and mercy still continue. Fresh as the morning, as sure as the sunrise.
(Good News Translation)
When I came downstairs this morning, there was so much rose gold in the living room I thought that my husband had turned on the lights. But, he was sitting with his coffee, and he said, “Look out the window,” at the same time my friend Robert texted, “Look at the sky.”
I grabbed my phone quickly to try to capture a bit of the sky outside of our front door, but it only ends up looking like a Hallmark card. There is no way to capture the glory of His handiwork with a piece of technology.
Nevertheless, I am reminded that His mercies are new every morning. Great is your faithfulness, Oh Lord.