Welcome to your new day!
There are words of life to be read, and said, and lived!
There are hands that need holding, arms that need enfolding.
There are mouths to be fed and souls to be led.
A day for you to make a choice to rejoice.
When the oil of gladness does not flow freely, this is your sacrifice of praise.
Welcome to your new day.
It is a day to forgive, a day to give grace.
A day to fold laundry while you pray over your dear people.
A day to feel the August breeze as it whispers the last breath of summer.
I have learned in recent days
that there is no excuse for a bad day.
No excuse not to love.
No excuse to leave the important things unsaid, or the sorrows unmended.
This is your new day.
Oh . . . live it well.