Ode To A Day's End

it's night time.

nothing you can do about it now.

it's over.

there was good. there was not-so-good.

things to be thankful for. things to still work on.

serving people is messy.

there are ups and there are downs.

"am I doing enough?" "should I have done more?"

questions waft in a faint air of uncertainty.

oh, but there is STILL a precious certainty.

God.

the effectiveness and precision of my doing comes and goes.

but the power of the Being remains because He is the Rock.

the Anchor.

the Constant.

and so there is rest. in God. alone.

and maybe it's not so night anymore.

and tomorrow... we'll try again.

 

image credit - pictureapromise

 

Comments

[Michael]

As I read this, it's 6:44 am and the son is rising. There is hope.

[Scott Couchenour]

yes... and there is hope.

[Dusty Rayburn]

Absolutely beautiful...

Thank you for sharing.

the Anchor.

the Constant.

and so there is rest. in God. alone.

Amen!

[Scott Couchenour]

Thank you Dusty. God is so good, isn't He?

[jasonS]

I made it through the night! So glad there's real rest in my God. Thanks Scott.

[herbhalstead]

I have a hard time giving up the day... it's usually the weeeeee hours before I give up :-)

[Scott Couchenour]

some days, you just gotta "sitck a pin in it" and go home. Thanks for sharing Herb!

[Scott Couchenour]

someone once said, "we don't rest from our work. we work from our rest."

i like that because it puts a premium on rest.

[Jay Cookingham]

And Joy does come in the morning!

[Scott Couchenour]

Very well placed comment, Jay.