It was a week of hearts and hugs and red roses.
It was a week of hormones and headaches and hurt feelings.
It was a week of plumbing issues and no obvious solutions.
It was a week of fumbling and frustrations and falling short.
Oh how good it is to know that His mercies are new every morning!
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It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed,
because his compassions fail not.
They are new every morning:
great is thy faithfulness.
Lamentations 3:22, 23