the cat lady in me has something to say

i’m about to make an analogy that some of you will cringe at and others will wish they’d thought of (er…something like that). i woke up saturday morning after a couple of rough, stressful, tiring days. the sun was shining in through my blinds, my bed was the most comfortable it’s ever felt, and i felt well-rested. i started to move a little bit in bed and, all of the sudden, Milo was on my bed, purring and ready for some love. he was so happy to see that i was finally awake.

so, i thought to myself: the renewed love and fresh excitement of my cats every morning is like God’s mercy and grace. it’s new every morning. 

i have a clean slate, a fresh start, a new beginning every single morning. God looks at me and doesn’t think about my selfishness, disobedience, and sinfulness of yesterday. He sees a new creation. someone that He loves and adores and wants, so desperately.

because of that, i have renewed hope, joy, and a grateful heart.

and i can look forward to waking up every morning and having another day to give Him the glory.

(note: i drafted this post two Saturdays ago, which happened to be the Saturday that my boyfriend surprised me and showed up at my door. i had been thinking that morning that all i really wanted to do was spend some time with him, because he always lightens my mood and reminds me to laugh. God’s provision is a pretty cool thing.)