Lord, I don’t know the end of the day from the beginning.

I know what I have planned: screenplay, pick up cards from the printer, soaking and prayer time, but … really, until I lie on my bed and turn off the light, I won’t know until the end of the day.

Right now at early morning, I can look through my back porch windows and know this moment.

But until I pull those covers up around my body, will I have the true window of my day.

Lord, I trust You for each task on my list, with each moment of this day, with the true outcome of this day—the final moments of today from here.

Before.