From Carolyn This morning I am especially thankful for my window that faces the rising sun. As I sit in my prayer chair and look out on the day growing brighter, the sky and trees coming into focus with morning light, the neighbors’ homes, the fall colors of leaves and the glass pane that keeps out the cold, I am filled with gratitude to God who has provided this place and this day. My window is a good reminder that each and every day God brings the morning. While I may not always have this window and the view I have today, I am filled with a greater gratitude that “The LORD’s covenant love never ceases, for His compassions never fail, they are new every morning: great Thy faithfulness.” (Lamentations 3:22,23) Lord, I am filled with gratitude for Your faithfulness that brings with each new morning Your strong, self-giving, compassionate covenant love, where ever I am, what ever the day holds. Thank You for Your Word, living and written, that both shows and tells us of Your everlasting love. This love of Yours motivates me to love You in return today and to, by Your grace, love those You bring across my mind and my path today. Because Jesus first loved us I come in His Name. Amen Do you remember this wonderful hymn written by George Robinson and James Mountain in the 1800s?   Loved with everlasting love, Led by grace that love to know; Spirit, breathing from above, Thou hast taught me it is so. Oh, this full and perfect peace! Oh, this transport all divine! In a love which cannot cease, I am His, and He is mine.   Heaven above is softer blue, Earth around is sweeter green; Something lives in every hue Christless eyes have never seen: Birds with gladder songs o’erflow, Flow’rs with deeper beauties shine, Since I know, as now I know, I am His, and He is mine.     Things that once were wild alarms Cannot now disturb my rest; Closed in everlasting arms, Pillowed on the loving breast. Oh, to lie forever here, Doubt and care and self resign, While He whispers in my ear, I am His, and He is mine.     His forever, only His: Who the Lord and me shall part? Ah, with what a rest of bliss Christ can fill the loving heart. Heaven and earth may fade and flee, Firstborn light in gloom decline; But, while God and I shall be, I am His, and He is mine.    Love to you and may His daily compassions fill each of us today with great gratitude, Carolyn