Oh, really? A bit of irony presented itself. Yesterday's post was a short discussion about where we're at when we arise in the morning disposition-wise. If you missed it, it could be and interesting read for you as it's probably something we all struggle with from time to time.
This morning it was almost as if I was being tested based on that writing. You know--"Ok Mr. Big Shot Writer, let's see how you do". Satan's words were neither loud enough, nor good enough to have any effect at all. They fell on deaf ears.
What was loud enough, and glorious enough, was an "earworm". For those who are unaware of what an "earworm" is, that's the name for the condition when one's mind (like happened with me this morning) is struck with a song, or a tune, or the lyrics to a song, that just won't leave. It plays in the head over and over.
The "earworm" that visited is the song It Is Well With My Soul. Since music so often speaks to me, I find that highly appropriate. Maybe you will too. You can take a listen to it HERE.
Sorry, no wrong side of the bed this morning.
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