When Joy Seems to Miss the Morning

I write these simple words, strung together from complex places, yet alarmingly inadequate all the same. Humbly, I invite the world into my known lack and offer what I can by way of prose, photos and prayers. It’s not enough, but it doesn’t need to be.

Humility, Mercy, Justice is the charge; Joy is the quest, and I know morning will rise again.

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“You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; you have loosed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, that my glory may sing your praise and not be silent. Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!” –Psalm 30 ESV

“So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.” – 2 Corinthians 4:17 ESV

He has told you, O man, what is good;
  and what does the Lord require of you
 but to do justice, and to love kindness,
 and to walk humbly with your God?” – Micah 6:8 ESV

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This article originally appeared at MyAwefullife.com.


Sarah Richmond
Sarah Richmond
Sarah Richmond is a writer, photographer, thinker and  deep-feeler. Through keenly listening to her own life Sarah shares stories from her journey to encourage others along the transformative adventure of knowing the true nearness of their Creator. She believes we are all on a pilgrimage of wonder-finding our way Home- and a road walked together towards wholeness is always worth taking. Sarah lives in Tennessee with husband of nearly 20 years, her three children (the minis) ages 12, 8, and 6, and her furry BFF, a goldendoodle named Hurley. Sarah would love to connect with you at her website: www.myawefulllife.com and on Instagram (@awefullsarah).

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