Devotional for Saturday, March 21
Jeremiah 17:7-8: Blessed are those who trust in the Lord, whose trust is the Lord. They shall be like a tree planted by water, sending out its roots by the stream. It shall not fear when heat comes, and its leaves shall stay green; in the year of drought it is not anxious, and it does not cease to bear fruit.
A familiar morning blesses us in ways that barely can be captured in words. But I’ll try.
I awake this morning in the same neighborhood where I spent most of my childhood, just one house away from the home where my father still lives. The sky is gray and misty, but the air is alive with sound. The same old crow caws just before sunrise. As the sky lightens, the same doves make their rain song, and their little songbird friends join them.
They cannot be the same. I remember birds from 40 years ago. At best, they are the oh-so-great grandchildren of what was there before. And yet, they are the same, as is the train passing in the distance, pulling the hill toward downtown Jonesborough, rumbling and blowing its low horn.
There is great comfort in the familiar. For those of us raised in church, we find a similar comfort in the stories we first learned from flannel board cutout characters clinging to their fuzzy backgrounds: Adam and Eve, Noah and the Ark, David and Goliath, Daniel in the Lion’s Den, Jesus in the Manger, Jesus on the Cross, the Stone Rolled Away.
On any morning, wherever we are, whatever the situation, we have familiar places we can go simply by revisiting those stories. And if those stories are new to you—well, trust me, regardless of your age, they and all the stories surrounding them can become as familiar as any home place.
In them, we are reminded God’s love is unchanging, even as the world seems to shift under our feet. May we all seek the Lord and find many good mornings to come.
Lord, thank you for the moments of blessed peace you continually offer us.
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