Just For Today

The first rays of morning sun kiss the trees in the green space behind our home and the lilac bush in the yard and the green takes on a hue that is nothing short of brilliant. The right light makes all the difference.

I think of the words of a verse I had tacked to the wall above my workspace for years. Just for today . . . it began. I don’t remember the wisdom that followed but I know I leaned on it in a long, dark season.

And now, in this season where dark looks a little different but is no less threatening, the magic of a dawning day brings me back to centre. This. This is what I need.

Just for today I will hang on. I will trust. I will be still and know.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.

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