Such irony there is. On a morning where Deric and I agree to meet up for morning exercise, it rains.
It's amusing how the vagaries of nature can just suddenly jump out at you and foil your plans. But that's how it is, I guess. Nature is beyond our control. But it's not beyond God's.
I guess we'll just have to make the most of this cool, wet morning. Even if the exercise part gets delayed, it's still a lovely morning in itself.
To me, every morning is lovely because it's a new day. That means new chances, and a shot at new beginnings, too.
* * *
Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed,
Because His compassions fail not.
They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness.
- Lamentations 3:22-23
Saturday, February 18, 2012