We wait and hope for the perpetual morning, when all will be made right.

We wait and hope for the perpetual morning, when all will be made right.
Perhaps gratitude is, like birding, both discipline and grace.
Jesus bore the punishment for our sins and we are forgiven no matter what.
The beauty of this psalm is the promise we find within it, once we no longer see the psalmist’s words as a list of boxes to check and gold stars to earn.