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Monday, December 21, 2015

Morning Comes

Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning” (Psalm 30:5b, NLT).

Whatever I face, I am not alone. He is my warrior. Whatever my personal struggle, I know He is my rock. He stands strong for me. Whatever oppresses, I know that He is my deliverer. He lifts the heavy burden. He redeems all that I have been, and His payment takes care of all of my life. This is my hope. Whatever pain might come my way, it will not last forever. The promise of His peace is real. The sadness I might feel now anticipates the joy to come. Hope comes to His children who believe that after the night of weeping His joy will come.

“Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope. Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness” (Lamentations 3:21-23, NIV). I will never give up trusting the Lord through any dark night of despair. He is faithful to take care of my heart through all that I face. He is able, and He will guard my heart because His compassion never fails. Morning will come.

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