It struck me this morning, as I walked on a beach made new by the tide, that our days are like that. Each day is a blank slate, ready for our footsteps. What happened yesterday is just a memory. we can’t retrace those steps. We must make new ones.
It is both liberating and terrifying. But the one who creates the clean slate for us each day wants nothing more than to guide our steps. Thanks be to God.
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