The Dawning of a New Day

 


 

The ball has dropped. Auld Lang Syne has been retired for another year. The fireworks have all been fired.  Another new year has dawned. It is hard to believe that it is 2026. It seems like only yesterday it was 2025 or 2015 or 2005. Another new year stretches in front of us like a new sheet of paper that has not yet been written on. It is a great time to give some thought to what you will write on that paper. Leap forward in your mind to January 1, 2027. What will you wish you would have done in 2026? What changes will you wish you made? What relationships will you wish you tried to mend? What will you wish you had done in your walk with the Lord? What Bible verses will you wish you had memorized? What kind of person will you wish you had become? Now come back to the present. The good news is that you have a new year in front of you to work on all the things you will wish you had worked on a year from now.

But a year is a long time. It is easy to become overwhelmed in thinking about 365 days all at once. And you actually don’t have to think about all those days all at once. We can only live one day at a time anyway. The Lord gives us 365 opportunities for a fresh start. Decide each day to trust the Lord and live for him. When you fail to live up to that, confess it to the Lord. Seek His forgiveness. Ask the Lord for strength to live differently when the next new day dawns. Each morning is like a mini new year. We have the opportunity for a new start with the dawning of every new day. And each new day, we will find that God’s mercy is made new. Great is His faithfulness.

“Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, Because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness.” Lamentations 3:22-23

 

 

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