Wednesday in the Fourth Week of Lent
Steady my footsteps in your word;
let no iniquity have dominion over me.
Psalm 119:133
It is the bird song that I notice now in the mornings, as if God’s creatures are singing to me personally about the coming of spring. The petite daffodils splash their yellow brightness across the bottom of the yard, and I know the afternoon sun will warm away the day’s early chill. Indoors, my peace lily preens on a sunlit windowsill, its three blooms leaning toward to light.
Creation carries God’s word to me, surrounding my path with cheerfulness, mercy, and reassurance. My heart, my ways, my life belong to God. As long as I remember this, the enemy cannot mess with my day.
