Ah, the blessing of a new day. The hope that today might just be better than yesterday, or in some cases, just as wonderful as yesterday. The hope that what lies ahead may be joy. The hope that whatever lies ahead I will handle it properly, with the grace that God affords me.
"Great is His faithfulness; His mercies begin afresh each morning." Lamentations 3:23 NLT
How grateful I am for that promise. Some versions say, "...for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning." He promises mercy and compassion, in full portions, every day. That fills my soul with joy. He knows me, He gets me. He understands just what I need, what you need, and He provides it. And lest we think it's not enough, He gives us more each morning.
We have just started a new year. A time that most see as a fresh start, a clean slate, a time for new beginnings. Folks, I can't wait a whole year. I need a need another chance, day by day. Sometimes hour by hour. And God gives us that. No, we can not erase all that has happened in the past. We can not rid our hearts completely of it's hurts. We can not wipe away all the words said to us, and by us. But we can try again. We can press on and do so in a healthier, more compassionate way. I choose today, to grasp His mercies, to cling to them and allow them to fill me with hope.