Day 2: This Is the Day

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THIS πŸ‘ IS πŸ‘ THE DAY πŸ‘πŸ‘

THIS πŸ‘ IS πŸ‘ THE DAY πŸ‘πŸ‘

THAT πŸ‘ THE LORDπŸ‘ HAS πŸ‘ MADE

THAT πŸ‘ THE LORDπŸ‘ HAS πŸ‘ MADE

WE πŸ‘ WILL πŸ‘ REJOICE πŸ‘

WE πŸ‘ WILL πŸ‘ REJOICE πŸ‘

AND πŸ‘ BE GLAD πŸ‘ IN πŸ‘ IT

AND πŸ‘ BE GLAD πŸ‘ IN πŸ‘ IT

THIS πŸ‘ IS πŸ‘ THE DAY πŸ‘

THAT πŸ‘ THE LORD πŸ‘ HAS πŸ‘ MADE πŸ‘

WE πŸ‘ WILL πŸ‘ REJOICE πŸ‘

AND πŸ‘ BE GLAD πŸ‘ IN πŸ‘ IT

THIS πŸ‘ IS πŸ‘ THE DAY πŸ‘πŸ‘

THIS πŸ‘ IS πŸ‘ THE DAY πŸ‘πŸ‘

THAT THE LOOOORD πŸ‘

HAAAAAS πŸ‘

MAAAADE πŸ‘

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Almost every morning at 6am she would wake us up like this. The door would swing open, the switch would snap on, and the light would flood the room. No matter how groggy or crabby we were, she would shake us awake with such vigor and enthusiasm that by the end of her good morning songs we would be singing along with her. It’s one of the few memories I have of Momma where she is distinctly not as weak, pale, or frail as she was in the days leading up to her death, and for that reason, I cherish it dearly.

This morning I woke up pretty much expecting it to be a bad day. It’s the Monday after a five day break, the beginning of the final stretch of the semester, a time for last-minute cramming for quizzing, desperately attempting to raise grades, and feverishly studying for final exams. I could easily go throughout the whole day with a permanent frown on my face. But as I slumped around at the start of the day, Momma’s words rang in my ear, her radiant face to bright for me to ignore. I’ve forgotten the importance of starting my day right, with the joy of Jesus in my heart. The difference it makes in how I treat the rest of my day is immensely evident. So, for the next three weeks of school, I’ll start my morning with a song that reminds me of my crazy, singing, dancing, way-too-energized, morning-person mother. I’ll wake up, smell the coffee, choose joy, rise, shine, give God the glory, rejoice, and be glad because this is the day that the Lord has made.

-Sara Joy

~ by Sara Espiritu on December 2, 2019.

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