Sunday – 5/1/14
I’ll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness, the taste of ashes, the poison I’ve swallowed. I remember it all—oh, how well I remember—the feeling of hitting the bottom. But there’s one other thing I remember, and remembering, I keep a grip on hope: God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out, his merciful love couldn’t have dried up. They’re created new every morning. How great your faithfulness! I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over). He’s all I’ve got left. (Lam 3:19).
I read everywhere just now that we’re not supposed to look back, but to just make more New Years resolutions and try our best to keep more promises, (hoping some will stick)?!?
Well that may be OK to a point…?!? but there are some things that are definitely good to remember – like Papà’s faithfulness is new EVERY morning!
Are you struggling with ugly troubles? Go flush your mind’s loo and then look forward to a new day. X