I had a doozy of a nightmare last night and woke in the early hours of the morning terrified to move. I was sure that the horrors that chased me through my dreams had somehow followed me back into reality. It took long minutes of whispered prayers before my heartbeat calmed and my brain woke up long enough to recognize logic. Yet, even after getting up and splashing cold water on my face and reading the bible, the fear lingered. I panicked at the idea of turning out my light and plunging my room back into darkness. Eventually I gave up and wrapped myself up in a blanket and sat at my window, waiting for the sun to rise. As the hours passed on, and the black of night turned to the pinks and golds of early morning I could feel fear burning away like fog. There’s just a certain comfort that only the rising of the sun can bring.
“Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.” Lamentations 2:22-23
I’ve always liked sunrise and it’s not just because it’s beautiful. One of my favorite verses talks about how God’s mercies are new every morning. The idea that God’s love doesn’t run out, what He gives us are not just replenished but are brand new. God doesn’t have to recycle His mercies, His compassion, it’s all brand new every morning. I love the idea that each morning provides new opportunities for us to see God working, to experience His love and to see His faithfulness. It inspires me to act in the same way, to use every morning as a chance to be new. Yesterday’s offenses shouldn’t bother me, forgiveness can be new this morning. The hurts of the past have no hold on me, my stumbles and struggles can be behind me. No matter how dark the night behind, there is a new start with the sun every morning.
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