Current Issue

Joy Comes in the Morning

 

I guess I could be considered a morning person. There’s just something about the freshness of a new dawn that energizes me. Morning time is when I prefer to tackle projects that need my attention (just don’t talk to me for the first hour—I also love the stillness of the morning). My energy is at peak, and my mind is fresh from sleep.

Morning also brings about a fresh perspective on things that may have been bothering me the night prior—situations over which I am fretting or answers that I am seeking. The light of a new day seems to also shed new light on life’s circumstances.

Life itself has a way of throwing us into depths of darkness at times: illness, broken relationships, financial difficulties, death of loved ones, and more. The nighttime of such situations can drag on and on, wearing on our minds and bodies. It is during these times of trouble that we must rely on our faith in Almighty God and His Word.

I often find myself relating to the ups and downs of emotions as recorded by the authors of the Book of Psalms. In the darkness of night seasons, I have learned to simply trust Him: “Preserve me, O God, for in You I put my trust” (Psalm 16:1, NKJV). I seek His guidance for direction: “I will bless the Lord who has given me counsel; my heart also instructs me in the night seasons” (Psalm 16:7, NKJV). And I rest in this promise: “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning” (Psalm 30:5, NKJV).

Sometimes there are resolutions to night seasons; sometimes we must simply heal from the brokenness of them. We may be able to give a shout of joy at the dawn of a new day. Or we may have to rely on the slow healing balm of morning’s light—as gradual as the sunrise. But when the night season is over and we see the light of victory, we can agree with Psalm 30:11: “You have turned for me my mourning into dancing . . . and clothed me with gladness”!

Melody Reever, Editor

Featured Articles

My Miraculous Pregnancy

My Miraculous Pregnancy

Tuesday @ 10:17 AM

There are days when life is normal. Then there are days when something happens that changes your life in an instant. This was one of those days. My husband and I had been hoping for a sweet bundle of joy for eight years, but with no success. We’d encountered disappointments, but still had no sweet little thing to hold and call our own. Until this one day, when everything …Read More +

The Impossible Made Possible

The Impossible Made Possible

May 30th 2018 @ 4:20 PM

In August 2015, God worked things out for me to attend the Deborah Project that was being hosted by Urshan College in the St. Louis, Missouri, area. This conference was designed to help young ladies find their voice and encourage them to fulfill their God-given roles in ministry. This conference literally changed my life.

I had never been to the Urshan College campus but was quickly informed before …Read More +

Dark Nights of Pain

Dark Nights of Pain

May 7th 2018 @ 9:20 AM

I had heard Psalm 30:5 many times during my life: “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.” In 2012, I started living it. At about thirty-two weeks of pregnancy with our first child, I was hospitalized for a week due to preterm labor and sent home on bedrest. Other complications developed between thirty-two to thirty-six weeks, and after various monitoring and ultrasounds, my doctor …Read More +

Ethics and Social Media

Ethics and Social Media

February 27th 2018 @ 11:45 AM

She sits at her desk with the power to destroy in her hand. As emotions swirl inside her mind, she is faced with these questions: Should I type what I’m feeling? If I type it, do I send it or delete it? The difference between ethical and unethical behavior is much like the difference between hitting the send button or the delete button.

Ethics is a building block …Read More +

God Proved Me Wrong

God Proved Me Wrong

February 6th 2018 @ 9:40 AM

My upbringing was not ideal. I was born to a single teenage mother, and while I love my mother, I know she made some mistakes. When I was younger, my mother would often make comments about the things she could have done with her life or the freedom she would have if she had not gotten pregnant with me. As a result, an overwhelming sense of guilt was instilled …Read More +

Sign UpFor Our Newsletter