What Today Will Bring
A page from Getting Through What You're Going Through
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Morning comes again, quietly, almost gently. Mercy meets me before I’ve done anything to earn it, and that’s what I try to remember before I put my feet on the floor and walk to the kitchen. I press brew on my coffee maker and wait for the gift to arrive. I stretch, lifting my arms, readying myself for another new day.
God is already awake, preparing things behind the scenes. Soon I’ll look out the window and see what He has been up to. It’s always beautiful, always free. A gift from a Father to His child. A mystery I cannot fathom, but one I am invited to rest in. I see orange and blue and pink, as if God has been awake for hours, carefully choosing colors I didn’t know I needed.
I feel the nudge to pause, to breathe, to stay here just a moment longer.
Because I know what’s coming.
The day will be loud. Voices will rise, opinions will harden, and tension will slip into conversations without warning. The weight of unfinished tasks and rising costs will press down, and it won’t take long before someone says something careless or cruel. Division feels relentless, always searching for another crack to widen.
Some days, the noise gets inside me. Anger shows up uninvited. Insecurity finds a spot to grow. Anxiety settles in my chest. Hope feels small, but it never disappears. Even now, hope fights back. It reminds me that feeling uncertain doesn’t mean everything is falling apart, even when it feels that way.
I forget things I want to remember. I replay things I wish I could let go of. I lose hours staring at screens, mistaking distraction for rest. I question so much: my choices, my future, the state of the world.
But God never questions His love for me.
That thought invites me to pause, to breathe, to stay here just a moment longer.
And I begin again.
I try to bless instead of bite back. I try to pray for those who hurt me, even when my prayers are clumsy and incomplete. I bring my failures honestly before God and ask for forgiveness, trusting He meets me with grace instead of shame. I open my hands, not to prove anything, but to acknowledge all that I’ve been given.
And when I remember, I look up. I put my phone down. I notice the sky still carries color. I slow my steps. I stay awhile with the One who promised to stay with me.
I don’t know how everything will turn out.
But I know this:
I am not alone.
God is with me.
What a gift.
What Today Will Bring
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Once again, the morning arrives with new mercies.
God takes His pointer finger and swirls the colors in the sky for us to see.
Slow down and stay awhile, I think He whispers.
I’m with you, I know He says.
It’s as if God understands the day is about to groan loud.
Sides shout, fingers point.
To-do lists pile up and grocery prices rise.
Someone says something awful, and someone else says something worse.
Division works every angle to pull us apart.
Lies are told, truth is wrestled.
Noise fills our ears, weight rests on our chests.
Anger finds and fills our veins, anxiety sneaks in, all while hope fights back.
Hope is good at fighting back—even these days.
These days—We wonder if everything will be okay.
We forget God tells us everything will be okay.
We forget what we want to remember and remember what we’ve tried to forget.
Distraction and destruction demand our attention, and before we know it, we’ve wasted another day staring at screens.
We question almost everything, but God never questions if He loves us.
He does.
So—We hold fast and continue to bless those who curse us and pray for those who hurt us.
We continue to confess our shortcomings and ask God for forgiveness.
We continue to turn up our hands and show the world all that God has given us.
We endure with mercy, hope, and love.
We try to put our phones down and look up to see the colors God has swirled in the sky.
We try to remember we can slow down and stay awhile with the One who is with us.
Because for all we do not know, we do know this: God is with us.
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Thank you for this.
If only everyone knew. God is with us. Bless you, James and the gift you share. ❤️
Merry Christmas!