The thought of my suffering and homelessness is bitter beyond words. I will never forget this awful time, as I grieve over my loss. Yet I still dare to hope when I remember this: The faithful love of the LORD never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning. Lamentations 3:19-23 NLT

No matter who we are, no matter how much money, education or talent we have, we all have moments of sorrow and suffering. These storms may be for a day, they may be for a week or so and sometimes they last for a season. In this place, many of us grieve over our loss. But right here in the midst of the storm the fragrance of hope comes and begins to renew us, not because of the storm, but because of the one who loves us without shaming us or ridicule. The mercies of our Lord that begin afresh each morning are word, tones and actions of grace. Here hope, tenderness and compassion are found and we begin to be renewed. On this new morning may your hope in the beauty and grace of our Lord allow you the joy that has no regret. No matter where you have been, for whatever season, know you are loved and his grace and mercy are yours this morning. His blessings are yours today.