I confess that I am a worrier. It is a time-honored tradition passed on to me by my mother. It is also not one I am proud of. I have spent much time in prayer for the past year or so, attempting to overcome my tendency to worry. In the past couple of days, several things have come up that have made me worry. This morning, the Lord brought these verses to my heart and a great burden of worry was lifted from my soul.
His compassions are new every morning. I am so thankful for morning.