This Is the Day That the Lord Has Made

Morning lights on my leaden eyes And on my body still weighted in sleep Fuzzy thoughts try to creep into my mind I try to move not sure if I really want to wake I check the time on my mobile That is beside my mattress on the floor (Even though this bed is not quite ideal I reflect At least I have a roof over me and I am safe) My body clock and nature’s demands Say I must rise In this I have no option I roll over holding my sore back I will my legs to move I shuffle slowly at first It helps my circulation The heaviness dissipates I start to move less painfully The warm summers day looks on me with lacksadaisy eyes My body responds like a dull knife that is not able to cut anything I need a sharpening tool They say ‘Iron sharpens iron’ I need this if I am going to make this day cut with any precision Painlessly, cleanly and with heightened sharpened wit I look to the Rock that is higher than I My heart is quickened within as I acknowledge His spirit in me I am not alone for the sword of His word brings me light and joy His presence in me brings me peace And soon that which is corruptible will be swallowed up into eternal day ‘This is the day that the Lord has made’ I will rejoice in it For YOU have made me Glad! © Brenda V Northeast 3 Jan. 2012