First days of school were always so exciting for me. Even into college, the excitement and joy of that first day in class was almost uncontainable. For most people it was about seeing old friends, creating new ones, and the new looks everyone had. I wasn’t as much into that, as I was into the refreshing reality of newness and knowledge.
First days brought to mind a new year, and a chance to be a new me. A chance to forge a new identity or seek out new things. I didn’t realize all of this until a couple of years ago when watching some of my students return from summer break. Several returned with much different attitudes, looks, and mindsets. They would be intentional, whether good or bad, to create a new them that year.
As a believer, I forget that reality I have in Christ. I am created in Him anew. The old stuff is forgotten and I am robed in a life in Him. Each morning His mercies are new. I don’t have to portion out what is leftover from the day before. Nor do I have to wait until the next day to be renewed. Look at today as a means of creating anew. A day of renewal and rejoicing in the God of First Days, Every Day.
Yet this I call to mind
and therefore I have hope:
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.
I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion;
therefore I will wait for him.”