Every morning, I get a fresh start. No matter how much I messed up yesterday, I can wake up to a fresh start -- a clean slate, a brand new chance. I don’t have to crawl around under the weight of yesterday’s wrongs. I don’t have to dig myself out of that hole. That’s stunningly good news, but it raises a huge and hard question: what about the person who wronged me yesterday (and maybe many yesterdays)? When I think about her over my morning coffee, am I going to rehearse and hold on to the litany of her wrongs, or am I willing to give her the same gift I enjoy -- a fresh start, as if yesterday’s wrongs never happened? If I am, we both win.
“His compassions never fail. They are new every morning. . . .” Lam. 3:22-23.