I’m learning that fresh starts don’t have to be monumental. Moving to a new city is great, but I can’t do it every time I need a clean slate. Sometimes a fresh start can be as simple as starting a routine, sometimes it can be a new haircut, and sometimes it’s nothing more than a whispered prayer.
Here’s the prayer I’m whispering today:
Father God, turn my eyes away from searching for lesser glory. Open my heart to the moments of grace you’ve arranged to remind me of your love. Be my fresh start, over again.
Ever thankful to have a compassionate God whose mercies are new every morning.