i didn't pick out the location of my current home in terms of where it is logistically in the neighborhood. i would've much preferred a cul de sac or end of street. i would've much preferred another garden home over a townhome, too... but, as we all know, beggars simply cannot be choosers and you know, *times are tough* [my new favorite phrase]. that said, this particular home and it's particular price, necessitated quick action. i looked at it late one afternoon and made the decision that same evening. i didn't see it again until i moved in and had a little apprehension about whether or not i had made the right choice. this was not a home i fell in love with at first sight. this is one i'd have to get to know first... and learn to love... or rather, choose to love. i would choose to think about all of the positives and avoid - dwelling on what i percieved to be negatives. doing this was much more difficult than i anticipated and the dire opposite of my human nature. i would start by being extremely grateful and thankful - sincerely thankful - that i simply have a roof over my head.
when i woke up my first morning here, i silently lamented the realiziation my room obviously faced east, sunlight was peaking in even through the edges of my dark curtains. i'd have to do a better job closing the curtains, i thought. but instead, i got up and opened the blinds to a breathtaking sunrise. coincidence? God's providence? i know not. if nothing else, certainly a depiction of His faithfulness. the verse that was hidden in my heart and immediately ushered into my mind was, "Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22-23
His mercies, like the sunrise, are new every morning. and i so need them to be.