What I’m Thankful For: A New Start Every Morning

Two years ago, I did a series of sketches of what I was thankful for every day in November and posted them to facebook. I’ve had lots of requests to do the same thing this year. And by lots of requests, I mean one…and it came from my sister. But, she’s so awesome, I’m just going to go ahead and count her as lots. Just sounds better. Clearly, I haven’t kept up with one every day, but there are a few things I’m thankful for that I’d like to write about this month with some pictures and sketches. Here’s the first in the series:

Today, and every day, I’m thankful for a fresh start every single morning, as described in Lamentations 3:22, 23.

22 It is of the Lord‘s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.

23 They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.

I’m thankful for a chance to start off my day the right way with prayer and meditation on a few Bible passages, even if I forgot yesterday…and the day before. A chance to get up and work hard to catch up when I went to bed with the sink looking like this…


…and the “laundry couch” (anyone else have one of these?) piled high like this.


A chance to have a better attitude when I ran out of patience at the end of the day and wasn’t very kind or understanding to my kids, even yelled at them a couple of times. A chance to fix my relationship with my husband when I was nitpicky yesterday and he couldn’t get anything right. A chance to wake up with new resolve to take care of my body and eat healthy when I ate half a gallon of ice cream last night.

Are you getting the picture? A person like me who fails so often in so many ways desperately clings to this message of daily new beginnings. He never gives up on me; with His great mercy and compassion, He forgives me for what I got wrong yesterday, and gives me a fresh chance to be who He wants me to be today. That doesn’t mean I’m free from the consequences of what I got wrong yesterday; I still have to do the dishes and laundry and apologize to the little ones whose tiny hearts I hurt and find a way to show my husband that I actually do love him. But if I let Him, if I start my day off with Him and give my day over to Him, He will help me develop the patience and kindness and long-suffering and energy and better attitude and willpower, all the things that I need to get it right today.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s