Not every day is sunshine and warm feelings, but today was one of those.
I wish everyone could experience a morning commute to work in midtown Manhattan.
There's just something about a brand new day with so much fresh energy pulsing through the streets that makes the city feel alive.
My favorite part of the bus ride is when we turn at Columbus Circle and go across Central Park South towards Grand Army Plaza. There's the gorgeous green of the park on one side and a blending of modern and old buildings on the other side, with a couple giant fountains thrown in... but that's not really the part that feels alive. It's the people. And no surprise, since we are the only creatures made in the image of our life-giving God.
There's a man in a suit wearing a bicycle helmet and sneakers. A housekeeper in a frilly white apron with matching hat. A little girl and her dad running to catch their bus. (They made it, happily.) A nanny holding a sweet child who is waving goodbye to his parents for the day. And coffee pretty much running through the city like water running through Venice.
And there's just so much potential for good while it's still early in the morning. Sometimes I wonder what "important" accomplishments will take place today--what new companies will be created, what financial problems will be solved, what scientific break-throughs will be made.
I read that 700,000 commute to midtown every day. Masses of people... who all need the Lord. Just like I do.
I wonder what people will seek the Lord today, what humble soul will call on His name, and what anonymous acts of kindness will be done. I wonder if these people will ever cross our paths, and I pray that they do. Out of 9 million people in the whole city, I'm convinced there are at least a few who truly love what is good and right and are diligently searching for the truth.
Through the Lord's mercies we are not consumed,
because His compassions fail not.
They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness.