Doesn't God always in His beautiful grace bring us a new day?  Each day has its joys and sorrows, but there is always the hope of joys in the new day.  My last post was an expression that just had to come out.  It is hard for me to keep pondering frustrations and keep them rolling around in my mind.  I need to let it go, verbalize it and then I am able to process things so much better.  The enemy wants our mind.  If he has control there, he has mastered us.  I want to give each day, my heart, my mind to Jesus, and let His life flow in and through me.  I do not deny that I still "feel" tired, but I have the strength and joy of my heavenly Father that helps me to begin each new day with hope and expectations of wonderful things. I hear the birds this morning, the anticipation of rain on the ground, and see the fresh morning faces of my precious children before me.  I thank God for His mercies new every morning!! always leaning on Him,  Melissa