Do you know what I mean? You move someplace new or start something new or buy something new and the newness of it all carries you for a while. About three weeks to be exact.
And then it's been almost four weeks to the day of when you started that new thing, and all the newness is gone and it's just your life.
I'm not complaining. Well, not much anyway. Mostly I'm just realizing that to continue, to live well requires discipline and choice and will--not just riding on the wave of emotion or newness or excitement.
Not fun words, those. But words that crop up all over Scripture, all over the lives of people who make a difference, who live with intention, who really, well, live.
I'm reminding myself this morning that even in the midst of discipline and making choices and setting my will and my mind that there is still newness to be found and savored each day.
...his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.