Mornings are God’s gift to mankind, a chance of beginning again. Yesterday’s mistakes are erased as surely as night gives way to sunshine. It’s a new day, a clean, unwritten page. It’s time to begin again.
One of my favorite biblical parables is the one found in Luke 15, the story of the prodigal son. Even though the young man had been rebellious, stubborn, and unwise, he was still his father’s son. And that father waited for him to return day by day, night after night. I can picture the older man sitting on his front porch, looking down the dusty road, shielding his eyes from the sun’s glare with his hand, saying, “Maybe he’ll come back today. Maybe this will be the day he’ll return.”
Finally, a figure appeared on the horizon, slowly trudging toward home, head down, steps dragging. He was dirty and ragged and hungry but he remembered his dad. He came back to ask for forgiveness, hoping to work as a servant, realizing he was unworthy of his father’s love.
Can you imagine how the father must have shouted, “He’s home!” He ran to meet him, hugged him, brought him into the house and ordered a feast to celebrate.
The young man repented, asked for forgiveness and got another chance. His dad didn’t want to hear about the past. He wanted his boy to look toward the future. All was forgiven and the slate of sin was wiped clean. A new beginning!
I’m glad I serve a God of second chances and third chances and fourth…
“It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning; great is thy faithfulness” (Lamentations 3:22-23).
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