I awoke to watch the sunrise this morning in all its glory. It peaked up over the eastern horizon shouting, “Good Morning”! The grass glistened with dew kisses while the birds chirped and a gentle breeze blew. As I admired God’s handy work, in its entire splendor, I could not resist the urge to praise Him. Coffee in one hand, a deep breath in then slowly release, and a smile upon my face, I begin to feel awakened. I am alive and my cup runneth over in joy and song. I recall how the sparrow is never forgotten; the very hairs on my head are numbered; the lilies of the field grow without labor or spin; and I am never alone.
Good morning Jesus, it is good to be free. I can feel your spirit abiding in me. Feel the morning sunshine, feel the morning breeze. Good morning Jesus, it is good to be free.
Yes, indeed, I am blessed and it is a glorious day calling out to me, “Good Morning, abide with me.”