“But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope:
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.’
The Lord is good to those who wait for him,
to the soul that seeks him.
It is good that one should wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord.
It is good for one to bear the yoke in youth,
to sit alone in silence when the Lord has imposed it,
to put one’s mouth to the dust (there may yet be hope),
to gives one’s cheek to the smiter, and be filled with insults.
For the Lord will not reject for ever.
Although he causes grief, he will have compassion according to the abundance of his steadfast love;
for he does not willingly afflict or grieve anyone.”
I am thankful for these days of uncomplicated peace. No trying to figure it out, no unsettled feeling, no fear of the future. I am grateful I can enjoy these days and pray before I fall asleep, Thank you for today, Lord. Today was a great gift, no matter what transpired and really, truly mean it. A friend sent me this verse and it fits these days perfectly. This may not be the happy ending I imagined but this clearing of grace is a beautiful, refreshing view along this journey.