Photo prompt: Molly at Close to Home
I remember my affliction and my wandering,
the bitterness and the gall.
I well remember them,
and my soul is downcast within me.
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.
I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion;
therefore I will wait for him.”
An early morning in Morgan Hill, California
When I think of joy I think of morning mercies, new every day, and compassion that never fails.
Therefore I have hope. AMEN!
2 comments:
WOW, Diane!! That photo is gooooorgeous! What a powerful visualization of new mercy washing over us with the rising sun. Thank you for this.
Exquisite. Almost makes me retract my claim that Oregon is the most beautiful place in the world. Almost. ;)
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