Joy Comes on the Morrow
Our ninth grandchild was born on Friday: Morrow John Piper. The day was filled with evidences of God’s tenderness to us. So I ask with the psalmist, “What shall I render to the Lord for all his benefits to me?”
The psalmist answers, “I will lift up the cup of salvation and call on the name of the Lord” (Psalms 116:12-13).
The fact of the call defines the meaning of the cup. The cup is lifted for another filling. More, Lord, more! Show your inexhaustible Self! Which is to say, God will be most glorified in Morrow and me if we keep calling on him as the only all-satisfying Treasure of our lives.
So my “return” to the Lord for this child is to purpose that every day, while I have mental ability, I will call on the Lord that Morrow will treasure Christ above all, and that the Lord will make me more Christ-like so that I can point Morrow to the all-satisfying Original—a pledge I make to all my grandchildren on earth.
We miss his big sister. But rest in Psalm 30:5.
Though weeping tarry through the night
And darkness deepens sorrow,
Felicity awaits the Dawn
And joy comes on the Morrow.