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Well here I sit enjoying my second cup of coffee, which I am slowly learning is my new minimul amount for each day. I can honestly say that I cannot function before my coffee. I am grumpy, in a daze, and flat out unable to function. I cannot start my day until I have my coffee, which I know for many of us holds true. 

What if... just hear me out... instead of allowing coffee to be our sunshine in the morning we turned to God. I know that many of us enjoy our morning bible readings while sipping on this golden drink, but  really shouldn't The Lord be our refuge and strength. 

Now coffee aside, there have been so many times lately in my life where I am exhausted. Not a physical exhaustion, but a complete emotional and spiritual exhaustion. An exhaustion that pulls me down into this deep place that is so very hard to climb out of. Between work, life, and still dealing with so many emotional aspects of my wonderful husband's accident sometimes it hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel. 

Psalm 90:14New International Version (NIV)

14 
Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love,
    that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days


No matter how dark the night may seem, the joy always comes in the morning. I know that my life is in the hands of the one true God, and that all the trials and tribulations in life are completely worth it. I know that in my exhaustion the lord offers me utter and complete joy. I know that he will constantly feel me with the energy I need to get through the day, even if it comes in the wonderful form of coffee. 

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