Blessed Forever

He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? –Romans 8:32

This morning…

I woke up to my husband’s gentle pressure on my hand—his silent good morning. I’m glad to wake up to a new day with you.

I walked with a friend in the pre-dawn darkness, and she celebrated with me as I look forward to a new house.

I had all four of my children home with me; no school today.

This afternoon…

I sat in the sunshine with a twelve-month-old boy and laughed while he threw rocks into the lawn because each toss brought a triumphant grin to his ornery little face.

I sent my oldest daughter off to her last race of the season. She smiled at me before she got onto the bus.

I watched my daughter mow our green grass, inhaling the fresh smell that never gets old and admiring her fine work.

Tonight I’ll go to bed beside the same man I began my day with. I am grateful, and as I settle in for a good night’s sleep, I pray…

Lord, I know my soul you’ll keep. If I die before I wake, I know my Jesus, my soul you’ll take.

I rest secure because of Your grace, and someday I’ll see you face to face.

I rest securely in Your hands, and in all things I trust your plans.

You promised good, though there are trials to endure. So while some moments hold tears, this love is sure.

And in all that is good, all that is bad; all the laughter and the things that are sad,

This I know, of this I am sure: I am blessed, because in You I am secure.