Saturday light is coming through the window, slow and pale. Before the coffee finishes, before the list starts, there is something better waiting for you — mercy, offered fresh this morning like bread still warm from the oven.
"O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days." — Psalm 90:14 (KJV)
This morning's prayer Lord, I come to You before this day fills up with noise and need. Satisfy me now, early, with Your mercy — not just the idea of it but the weight of it, the warmth of it settling into my chest. I am quick to reach for distraction before I reach for You. Forgive that. Fill the hollow places in me with something only You can give. Let gladness grow from that — not the forced kind, but the real kind that holds even when the day gets hard. You are enough. You have always been enough. Amen.
Today, on purpose:
Sit quietly for five minutes before checking your phone.
Name one mercy out loud before you leave the house.
Bring genuine gladness to one ordinary conversation today.