I am a morning person. I have most of my energy in the mornings. It also means I really dislike Daylight Saving Time. I would much rather wake up to light than go to bed when there is still light outside.
In the mornings I spring out of bed (well since I have aged, my spring is not quite as springy). I make a good cup of coffee, snuggle in my quilt, read my Bible, and pray or write as the sun comes up. There is something so precious about mornings spent with the LORD.
This morning, I was reading Psalm 143, a song of David believed to have been written during the rebellion of his son, Absalom. The opening verses are a cry for mercy and relief, relief not only from outside enemies, but also from inner sins and despair.
However, I was particularly drawn to verses 8-9: “Let me hear of your unfailing love each morning, for I am trusting you. Show me where to walk, for I give myself to you. Rescue me from my enemies, Lord; I run to you to hide me.” [NLT]
David often looked to God in the morning. You will find references to his morning conversations in Psalm 5, and Psalm 30. There is something about the sunrise, as the dawn breaks over the horizon that refreshes and renews. Jeremiah reminded us in Lamentations that the Lord’s mercies are new every morning.
Read verses 8 and 9 of Psalm 143 again and notice that while David looks to the Lord for answers, he also recognizes that there are some things he must do. He must put his trust in the Lord. For David to receive, he must first trust.
There is nothing magical about a new day. There is something wonderful about a new day when our trust is in God. As we trust Him, each new day brings a fresh word of His unfailing love.
