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A Special Mercy for Each Hour

When I arose this morning, the wind was rattling anything loose out on the deck, which meant, there would be no fog. The sky was overcast, but thin enough at the mountains to let through some colored light, a few precious minutes of God's own light therapy for the day.

Carolina Sandell Berg said in verse 2 of her famous hymn-poem, "Day by Day",

"Every day the Lord Himself is near me, with a special mercy for each hour."

A friend who knows of my seasonal struggle with the foggy weather, called this morning just to pray with me, and remind me of exactly that. There is a special mercy for each hour, maybe even for every moment.

Here are some of the special mercies I've gathered already today.

- Early this morning, my husband read the Word to me. God told us that Jesus is the light of the world. By looking to Jesus I can see light. Light is just what I need. Jesus is all I need.- Dear Daughter fixed breakfast for herself and brother, without being asked.
- Super Son's new eye glasses were ready first thing this morning. We didn't have to wait for him to start seeing better. And see better he can! He's reading better too!
- The wind is blowing outside, but not inside my windows.
- I'm warm enough.
- There was food enough to purchase at the grocery store, and funds enough to cover the price, and even get a few special items.
- A ripe papaya and other fruit came home with us, ready for a candlelight family supper.
- I chanced seeing the person I needed to see in the hall in an office building. I didn't need to make an appointment. Business is completed.
- The work week is nearing completion, and we will have a whole day of rest.

The Lord is with me and has blessed me with mercies, abundance that I don't deserve, but He gives because our great need, and He is Forever Love.

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  1. We are blessed with sunlight most year round, so when we visited family over the holidays, it occurred to me how much the fogginess of winter can affect people. I definitely identified it in my relatives. Even when the sun does shine, it is so bitterly cold that in having to bundle up against the cold, the sun does not hit any exposed skin. It does affect our personalities! Good to see you take on the positives. I am encouraged!

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