As I cycled into chapel this morning, a routine I regularly look forward to, I was delighted to feel the brisk English morning rush against my face and sense the sunshine beaming down (November and December were mostly rainy with a village in Wales counting 81 straight days of it). This morning, however, was -1 degrees Celsius. It was absolutely refreshing, even if my eye lashes froze, at least to a Canadian living in the land of the warm. The sun shone down across the fields glistening with the morning frost. What could be more beautiful?
[the field beside Cromhall Chapel]
I was reminded of the lyrics from the refrain of an old hymn:
“Great is Thy faithfulness!” “Great is Thy faithfulness!” Morning by morning new mercies I see; All I have needed Thy hand hath provided— “Great is Thy faithfulness,” Lord, unto me!
Those words are taken from Lamentations 2:22-24:
The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases;
His mercies never come to an end;
They are new every morning;
Great is your faithfulness.
“The LORD is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in Him.”
What fantastic truths! I do not know what you woke up to today or what awaits us throughout the coming hours but I do know this. As we hope in Him, the LORD’s faithfulness is behind us, beside us and before us and so we can go confidently into this new day trusting He will be our portion.
The Lord’s Sweetest Blessings,