It truly is an unspeakable joy–
that uplifted feeling in my chest
whenever my roommate’s little black puppy
heartily bounces over to me every morning
upon seeing me.
She wags her tail
and jumps up
and looks at me,
expecting, wanting pets.
Expecting, wanting love.
It doesn’t matter if she just saw me last night,
or two weeks ago,
or even two hours ago.
It doesn’t matter if, yesterday, she wanted so desperately
for me to let her outside to explore for the 15th time that day
or to play with her
or to get out of her designated chair.
I could mess up in her eyes in the most horrific way–
and she’s still always so excited to see me.
Unconditional love. Undeserved love of a dog.
And just seeing how excited she gets,
how unconditional her love is even though
we’ve only known each other for a few months
is enough to lift my heart and
refresh the breath in my chest.
And I can’t help but compare
her joy that is new every morning
to God’s mercies . . .
which are new every morning.
How many times have I woken up,
stuck in the same
How many times have I woken up
broken, and not refreshed?
I have forgotten that God’s mercies are new every morning.
Even though I sinned horrifically over and over again yesterday,
even if I ignored God and even if I completely shunned him–
I still woke up this morning with renewed mercies.
Just like I woke up looking forward to the enthusiastic greeting of a little black puppy.
God has forgiven me.
God has renewed me.
God has refreshed me.
God has uplifted me.
So in those times when my mindset is stuck again
and I can’t seem to shake out of it,
I will look each morning upon waking up
for God’s renewed mercies–
springing for me like a little black puppy,
eyes brightened and tail wagging.