Every morning - yes, even this one - My mercies are brand new for you. Yesterday's failures don't limit today's grace. The slate is clean, the compassions are fresh, the faithfulness never runs dry. I don't recycle mercy; I create it new every single day. Take all you need; there's always
Lord, I've been trying to balance everything when you're asking me to prioritize correctly. I've treated all demands as equally important, measuring success by whether I'm giving equal time to everything. But you're teaching me that some things matter infinitely more than others. Forgive
Martha invited Jesus into her home and immediately began performing. Dinner needed preparing, the house needed straightening, guests needed serving. Meanwhile, Mary sat at Jesus's feet, doing nothing productive. When Martha complained, she expected validation. Instead, Jesus said, "Martha,
When your heart and flesh fail - and they will - I remain your portion and your strength. I'm not just part of your life; I'm the inheritance you'll never lose. Everything else will disappoint, decay, or disappear. But I'm yours forever, and you're Mine. That's the best investment you'll e
Father, my baptism declared something I keep forgetting: my old self is dead. I don't need to improve it, manage it, or make it acceptable to you. It went under the water and stayed there. What came up was new creation - not improved old, but genuinely new. Yet I keep living like I'm stil