Morning mercies

As my alarm sounded this morning I quickly found that I was waking up "on the wrong side of the bed," if you will. Shortly thereafter I realized that I had left something I needed for the day in my car- which, of course, was conveniently parked on the third floor of the parking garage. I threw on some clothes and began to make the treacherous trek to my car. The morning air was crisp, my allergies were at an all time high, and my body ached from practice the night before. As I made my way up the stairs ( because it would just be illogical to use the elevator, right) my legs were on fire, my heart was pounding out of my chest, I was ticked off, and my mind was trying to be a million places at one time-leaving my utterly exhausted. In that moment I realized that this was my life. An uphill battle that only gets better if you keep on moving. Each step bringing me closer to the top. As I continued to make my way up the steps I could see a splash of color erupting from the darkness. The sun was awakening  from its slumber bringing with it a beautiful array of colors gently spreading across the horizon. This is what Jesus does to my life. He brings light to the darkness, beauty out of brokenness, and new mercies every morning. He is good. He sees me in my frustration and foolish pride and still calls me Beloved. In that moment I had to just be still. I needed an attitude adjustment. I needed to acknowledge the fact that HE IS GOD and I am not. That His plans are better. THAT JESUS IS BETTER. Guys, wherever you are today and whatever you're going through, we serve a good God. A God who withholds no good thing from His children, Who knows the plans He has for us, and delights in our very being. You are not the struggle that you are going through, and you are not defined by the occasional bad attitude that you fall victim to. Rest in that peace today and choose joy.