Yesterday my husband and I celebrated Mother’s Day lunch with my mama and dinner with my mama in love.
But it was the in-between hours when the rest of the world took a nice Sunday afternoon nap that the Bells were working on the duplex once again.
I honestly just felt over the whole process and in desperate desire for a nap.
You know when you are tired and you just want to chill so naturally you trip over everything, break something, get paint in your hair… etc?
I felt like a baby horse learning to walk for the first time and I messed everything up along the way.
So naturally I reacted. Poorly.
I took a paint brush to the wall and watched as it covered up very old, probably last painted in 1955, paint.
I watched as it smoothed over the top with ease and made something ugly perfect.
A thought ran across my mind:
His mercies are new each morning.
As Frustrating as life is.
The Unnecessary behavior.
The Attitude that didn’t have to join you.
His mercies are like a fresh coat of paint over your heart.
Painting over the day before.
Painting over the bad decision or word you used.
Painting over the hurt that maybe lingered a minute too long the day before.
Painting over the places that feel like they’ve been sitting in your life for way too long.
His mercies are new each day.
I know I am a little crazy, finding Jesus in the fresh paint and bad attitude.
But on day 15 of wishful doing, I challenge you to take hold of your new mercies and go on a hunt in your every day, to find an extra taste of heaven in all that you do.