Feb 21, 2026 – Tomorrow
Power – Ephesians 4:24 – “And put on the new nature (the regenerate self) created in God’s image, [Godlike] in true righteousness and holiness.” Joyce warns us that, “The devil is a faultfinder. If you focus on only what is wrong in life with yourself and other people, then you are taking your nature from him. [such a helpful perspective] However, God has given you a new nature. If you are truly His child, you can learn to function from the renewed part of your being…. Staying positive will help you in all areas of life.”
JC – “Trust and thankfulness will get you safely through this day. Trust protects you from worrying and obsessing. Thankfulness keeps you from criticizing and complaining: those ‘sister sins’ that so easily entangle you…. Relegate troubles to the periphery of your mind, so that I can be central in your thoughts. Thus you focus on Me, entrusting your concerns into My care.”
Prevail #52 – Larson tells about Ruth marrying Boaz: “These two unlikely yet beautiful people were grafted into the lineage of Christ! A Moabite woman and a son of a prostitute. Aren’t the grace and the mercy of God just breathtaking? This is why we must not allow man [or negative thinking] with all of his skewed perspectives to derail us from what God has promised us…. Jesus has not only covered our past with mercy and forgiveness, He’s completely secured our future.”
The cousins are here; so, I think I’ll enjoy today (and breakfast) with them and end by sharing one of the Edgar A. Guest poems that Aunt Libba read to me yesterday: “Tomorrow”
He was going to be all that a mortal should be
To-morrow.
No one should be kinder or braver than he
To-morrow.
A friend who was troubled and weary he knew,
Who’d be glad of a lift and who needed it, too;
On him he would call and see what he could do
To-morrow.
It was too bad, indeed, he was busy to-day,
And hadn’t a minute to stop on his way;
More time he would have to give other, he’d say,
To-morrow.
The greatest of works this man would have been
To-morrow.
The world would have known him, had he ever seen
To-morrow.
But the fact is he died and he faded from view,
And all that he left here when living was through
Was a mountain of things he intended to do
To-morrow.
It’s good to make plans for tomorrow, but it’s important to live today; and, right now, I’m enjoying the smell of breakfast from earlier. It reminds me of being at Gramma’s house in Opelika, coming down the stairs and seeing the table set with bacon, eggs, and grits, and her at the head of the table eating her grapefruit and putting jelly on her toast drinking coffee with Mama. Sweet memories, that are enhanced even more by Aunt Libba’s stories in all of these treasured notebooks.
