Sunday morning I woke up to the sun peeking into my window. I walked outside to see the only trace of the snow was melted and running down the sides of the streets.. A passerby would assume that a spring shower had brought on the wet ground. On the way home from church, I noticed the budding trees and the brown grass turning to green. I thought to myself, Wow! What a difference a day makes.
Spiritually speaking isn't this how it is in our own lives? How many of us have woken up to a bad day, bad news, temptations, or trials? I know I often find myself thinking- Oh, No! I must get used to this. This is what I have to live with. This is my lot in life. (I know dramatic huh? - but Oh, so true.) We often get stuck in grey dreary days because we accept it instead of relying on God to bring on a new day. A day where the clouds are gone. A day where the old is made new. A day where the remnants of the past are being washed away.
Just seeing that tree today after the snow yesterday made me think about that.. and how I often allow myself to stay stuck in situations..but today I am making a vow to myself, to always hang on.. For tomorrow is a new day. One full of the blessings of GOD!