Nighttime can have a strange effect on me when I am alone. Perhaps it does to everyone at some point or another. In the dark, my mind begins to imagine and feel things it would never think of otherwise. Problems surface that I am certain will never be solved. Pressures mount, fears grow deeper, and life begins to feel impossible - even hopeless.
Then comes morning. It always amazes me when I encounter the morning. No matter how overwhelming or suffocating life might feel in the darkness, the sunshine brings God's perfect grace and the beauty of a second chance. Each day is perfect and new, with no mistakes in it... yet.
This light we find every morning is just one taste of what Christ offers us forever. His mercies are new every morning, every hour, every moment. No matter how dark the night, His light will always be waiting.
What a gift of love - and one we can only begin to truly imagine.