Joy Comes
With The Morning
Sing praises to the LORD, O you his
faithful ones, and give thanks to his holy name. For his
anger is but for a moment; his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may
linger for the night, but joy comes with the morning.
As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I
shall never be moved.” By your favor, O LORD, you had established me as a
strong mountain; you hid your face; I was dismayed.
To you, O LORD, I cried, and to the
LORD, I made supplication: “What profit is there in my death, if I go down to
the Pit? Will the dust praise you? Will it tell of your faithfulness? Hear, O
LORD, and be gracious to me! O LORD, be my helper!”
You have turned my mourning into
dancing; you have taken off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, so that my soul
may praise you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks to you
forever.
How do you look at winter? Do you look
at it with anticipation, or dread? How do you look at life? How do you look at
your day-to-day existence? Do you look for ways to witness or to whine?
For many of us, the best part of
winter is the anticipation of Christmas. We do have much to be thankful for.
There are some whose souls are locked in winter. The hardness of life has
frozen their hearts. Disappointed with life, they find each day filled with
despair. If you cry out to God in the midst of your “winter,” you can
experience the joy of the Christ of Christmas today.
Jesus can turn
your sorrow into dancing.
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