The sun keeps rising and setting, the earth spinning over and over again. Seasons repeat in their familiar pattern, life in its age-old way. You could certainly say, There is nothing new under the sun.
And yet, there is: the mercies of God, fresh, clean, enough, every morning. God is a God of faithfulness, unchanging and certain. And yet, He is a God of new — and one day He will make all things new, but for now, we delight in the glimpses of that “new”. We could miss it, dismiss it, be bored and tired and uncaring, or we can notice and delight and be refreshed.
New: the theme I couldn’t help but see in the recent weeks’ photos.
New bathroom, so close to done.
New shoes needed, and the sweetest note.
New opportunities for a new generation of worshippers.
New babies to love.
New discovery in our backyard of new birds.
New bows made by friends.
New treasures for Mama.