I look outside this morning, and it is dark. The weather app says only 40% chance of rain, but the thunder mutters a word or two about an impending storm. I wonder what this day will hold, for it is uncertain.
Every day, we wake thinking we know what the day will hold and embrace it with arms of desire or push it away with hands of denial. Yet, the blessing of the morning is that it offers us a new beginning, an opportunity to rise and grow, live and love. And even when the storm rumbles outside the door, our Creator is there waiting, umbrella in hand, to walk with us on the journey.