When night closes in, what would we do without the hope of tomorrow? As the sun slides westward, another day with its troubles and puzzles comes to a close, but tomorrow will be a brand new day. Perhaps problems will be solved or on the way to being solved–tomorrow.
Maybe tomorrow the homeless man asking for money in the parking lot of a fast food restaurant will find a better place to be and people will learn to emphasize love instead of hate. Perhaps insoluble problems will be answered and those who are ill may find healing. Fear over the future will turn to faith. Tomorrow.
Sometimes, evening shadows bring with them a myriad of negative feelings: sadness, recriminations, a feeling of not having done enough. Could I have been more understanding, listened with more compassion, been more aware of another’s need? If I let it, night brings memories of past failures and fears, but it shouldn’t.
Night is God’s way of drawing the curtain across another day, turning out the light, and saying that it’s time to rest. In the morning, the sun will rise again upon brand-new hopes, opportunities, and potential. Tomorrow. Thank God for tomorrow.
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