When my head hit the pillow last night, I immediately thought that what I really needed was a do-over.
But from the crazy bad mood of yesterday that fear would have had me believe was more of a permanent shift not to be easily overcome arose a calm, yet firm, hope and possibility for today, and the opportunity to leave what may have just been a bad day behind and move on.
Turns out the finding of joy in that photo was no mistake.
Only the Lord can answer a prayer for more of His joy and more of His peace that I didn’t even fully appreciate I was praying because the sentences didn’t seem complete enough and the words didn’t seem eloquent enough. Though I most certainly was praying … from a place of greater desperation than I realized.
And then this morning, this:
“For from His [Jesus Christ's] fullness we have all received, grace upon grace.”
John 1:16 (ESV)
Not exactly a do-over. But joy unspeakable.
Thoughts redirected and a heart full of hopes, possibilities, and dreams.
Deeply felt, but loosely held.
Because they’re better in His hands.
*linking with Emily Freeman for tuesdays unwrapped at chatting at the sky*