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New Every Morning

Sunshine breaking through the clouds on a blue sunny day

As I opened my eyes to a new day, sunshine streamed through the bedroom window, bathing my bed in golden rays of light.

Morning had come.

Although I’d felt discouraged the day before, I’d gone to bed by lifting the Lord up in praise, remembering that even in the darkness He could overcome. I have to confess that It’s certainly not something I do every time I feel disappointed and unhappy, but over the years I’ve learned about the power of praising God and remembering His goodness. And the worship service the morning before had reminded me what a good God we have.

As I lay enveloped in the sunshine, a scripture, remembered from long ago, drifted into my mind. “Your compassions are new every morning. Great is your faithfulness” (Lamentations 3).

Yes, He was faithful, and yes, it was a new morning, a new day—a new opportunity for God’s compassions to lift me up, a new opportunity to see prayers answered, a new opportunity to see hope rise up in the midst of ashes and disappointment. I was ready to see what God would do.

The cup I retrieved from the kitchen cupboard a few minutes later reassured me of that truth once again.“This is the day the Lord has made,” it said. “I will be glad and rejoice in it” (Psalm 118:24). This was God’s day and I could trust Him to guide me through it.

Receiving the Gift

Morning is a gift to us, a new beginning. The sun comes out as a declaration of hope, claiming the promise of a new day. Even if sorrows from the day before hover above our spirits, the morning brings a new opportunity to release them to the Healer of hearts.

“Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail,” declares Lamentations 3:22-14. “They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, “’The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.’”

Each morning offers a new opportunity to see prayers answered, and a new chance to wipe our slates clean by coming to God and seeking forgiveness. Each morning we can open up our Bibles afresh to see what God is saying to us for THIS day. Best of all, each morning begins a new day to invite our Savior to journey with us through the hours in front of us, leading us one step at a time and opening our eyes to new possibilities.

We may not see the answers come that day either. But guess what? When we lay our head on the pillow that night and go to sleep, a few hours later we will awaken to another new morning–a new gift from God. And His compassions are new EVERY morning.

What is God saying to you about today? Forget about yesterday. That is over. And don’t worry about  tomorrow, or it will rob you of today. Today is yours right now, and it will never come again. Enjoy the gift God has given you – the gift of today. Watch and wait for what He is doing in your life in the coming hours. The morning brings new opportunities. Celebrate by praising Him, using the power of prayer He has given you, and by serving Him as you love those who come into your path throughout the day.

Enjoy your gift—your gift of a new morning and a new day. It’s a precious gift from God.

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