good morning.
October 23rd, 2007 @ 4:30 am
It might not be
The prettiest thing that you’ll ever see
But it’s a new day, oh baby, it’s a new day
And it might not look like
A beautiful sunrise
But it’s a new day, oh baby, it’s a new day
(Robbie Seay Band)
Musings/Poetry
Faith said,
October 24, 2007 at 3:07 am
In the same spirit…
‘Your mercies are new every morning
so let me wake with the dawn….’
Carol said,
October 24, 2007 at 6:33 am
Thanks Anne. A new day to start all over!
Girl Gone Wild said,
October 24, 2007 at 6:41 am
I love do-overs….
Christa said,
October 24, 2007 at 7:29 am
Great is His faithfulness!
Terry Foester said,
October 24, 2007 at 9:11 am
‘and if you’re like me you need a hope, a coffee, a melody’
Stacey said,
October 24, 2007 at 9:58 am
Amen Sister!!
How can you keep from singing!!
JessG said,
October 24, 2007 at 11:18 am
I needed that. Yesterday was just too long of a day. :)
Crystal Renaud said,
October 24, 2007 at 11:31 am
heck frickin’ yeah it is.
Sarah Markley said,
October 24, 2007 at 1:03 pm
Thank you, Anne. And, I actually did see the sunrise today. =)
chris g said,
October 24, 2007 at 2:25 pm
did you get the skitch invite?
camey said,
October 24, 2007 at 3:13 pm
Good afternoon. Hopefully it is a beautiful one even if it might have thorns.
You are loved.
Rindy said,
October 24, 2007 at 11:38 pm
I read this early in the morning when it was dark and I could hear the rain pouring down, knowing it was to be a dreary day as the day before…but read this and thanked God. By midday, it was beautiful outside—yup, I needed the reminders! thanks!
Erik said,
October 25, 2007 at 12:34 am
thanks for the post… i am thankful for fresh starts… looking forward to mad church disease.
krysta said,
October 25, 2007 at 12:34 pm
love this.
Cheryl said,
October 25, 2007 at 5:00 pm
Thanks for sharing. I am so thankful for a new day. Thankful just for another day. God Bless!
jimmy paravane said,
October 26, 2007 at 11:43 am
When I was a lot younger and lived in Ocean Beach, I use to love to walk down to the beach at sunrise. The sun doesn’t rise on that side, but still, there is something about the “quiet”. It’s easier to hear some things in the silent expectation of the early morning.