I've been out of school for more than two years now, but I have yet to know a life that doesn't revolve around a school-year calendar. Thus, though there are no menacingly sharp #2 pencils, clean stacks of college-ruled looseleaf, or trendy Lisa Frank folders (are those still trendy?) with which to celebrate, I still find myself ringing in the new year at the beginning of fall rather than the middle of winter.
As I think about starting this new year with a few new folks in our office, new plans and visions for the year ahead, and maybe even some new office supplies (hey, a girl can dream), I praise God for his grace in giving us new opportunities.
But this I call to mind,
and therefore I have hope:
The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
Lamentations 3:21-22
He put a new song in my mouth,
a song of praise to our God.
Psalm 40:3
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation.
The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.
2 Corinthians 5:17
What a generous God, to give us a new day, a new year. What a gracious God, to allow us to become new, to reveal to us more of himself. I hope that I will be a good steward of this newness - that I will praise him with a new song, that I will let go of that which needs to pass away, that I will live each day as a new creation, and that I will recognize and celebrate the love and mercy that is new every morning.
The new year begins at 9:00 tomorrow morning. Dick Clark has sent his regrets that he will not be able to attend the celebration, and I don't think our sleepy procession into the office will be broadcast on network TV, but I still look forward to rejoicing in the potential that a new year brings. 10...9...8....
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