New Every Morning

There is a kind of tiredness that sleep does not reach. It is the weariness of carrying the same worries from one day into the next, of waking already behind. If that is where you are this morning, you are not the first believer to find yourself there, and you will not be the last.

The book of Lamentations comes out of a time of enormous loss — a city destroyed, a people stripped of their security and their sense of what came next. And yet, in the middle of that grief, one of the clearest statements of hope in all of scripture appears: "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."

Notice what the writer does not say. He does not say the trouble is over. He does not pretend the loss was small. He says only that God's compassion has not run out, and that it arrives fresh each day, like bread that cannot be stored up and must be received again at dawn.

This is a quiet truth, not a loud one. It will not remove tomorrow's tasks from your list. But it changes the ground you stand on. You do not have to find a year's worth of strength today. You only have to receive the measure given for this day.

So begin here. Before the first demand, before the first message, let this be your first thought: his mercies are new this morning. They were enough yesterday. They will be enough now.