It had been an unsettling day, for some reason. No earthquakes or tornadoes or devastating news, but it seemed as if a spirit of evil or a spiteful sprite had been present. A prickling word here, a worrisome conversation there, an unsettled, fearful feeling of something just out of sight, something left un-done, something that should be righted.
The sun sank to its bed and the sparrows returned to their nighttime rest in the honeysuckle vine. Bird feeders were empty, lights came on in houses, cars pulled into garages for the night. The peace of a finished day fell over everything, a hush, a sigh, a time to put the day away.
But then, comes morning. Hope rises with the sun. New opportunities, another chance to right wrongs, to try for understanding and peace and love. Today reaches out, yesterday is gone. Tomorrow is a rosy glow on the horizon, but today! Today is here and now. Ah, what a blessing to live in each moment as it happens, strengthened by hope. Thank God for today!
Great description of how the new day can be bring hope!
Thank you, Morgan, and thanks for writing.