Friday, December 04, 2009

His mercy is new every morning.

I love the color of twilight and predawn skies. This window is in my living room and I was so enjoying the hue of the sky the other morning. (The "Michigan" tapestry is over the piano. We had to get one of these when John started at U of M. And the piano did need some warmth.)

This is the view from my bedroom window. I know it's not much of a view. but I don't see the rooftops. I see the sky. Sometimes I am reminded of the Canticle of Zechariah.

In the tender compassion of our God
the dawn from on high shall break upon us,
To shine on those who dwell in darkness
and the shadow of death, and to guide our feet into the way of peace.

His mercies are new every morning. Great is His faithfulness. (Not sure where the Scripture reference is :-)
Have a blessed day!!


Sarah - Kala said...

And I can tell it is a winter morning. I can see the chill on the air . . . very crisp and lovely. ;)
God is good!

Suzanne said...

It is a simple yet beautiful view, Rosemary..very reminded me to gaze out of mine and not take that for granted.

Catholic Chicks said...

That is a beautiful view to me!

Rosemary Bogdan said...

Sarah, yes, there is that chill and you can see it.

Suzanne, thank you. It does feel feel peaceful to me.

Catholic Chick, Thank you.