New

hopewriters Day 1 - New
I like new things....a lot. So much so, I sometimes keep my new things in the box or pretty bag with the ribbon handle for a few days just so the new feeling won’t go.
There is something about the feeling of newness that draws me in. A dusting of new fallen snow on an open field brings a holy hush to my soul. A new baby with fresh pink skin and wandering eyes leaves me mesmerized with a sense of jaw dropping wonder.
Lately,I have I found myself looking in the mirror at my aging reflection trying to find something new there too; a new hairstyle, a new makeup technique or a new cute outfit. My heart wants something in me to be brand new too.
And yet you, God, say that I am brand new. You have given me a new spirit and replaced my heart of stone with a new, soft one. You give me new hope and your promises never change.
So I will look back at myself in the mirror and stare right through those well worn wrinkles and say to my soul, “You soul, are like a new box crayons...deserving of pause and a holy hush. You were hand made by God- a brand new creation- a never before been made, model.” The best part is, this new never has to go away, because God promises His mercies are new everyday!