The Mercy That Renews

This was Jeremiah too — the prophet who watched everything he loved be destroyed. And even in Lamentations, in the middle of his weeping, he found a rock: God's mercies are new every morning.

Every morning. Not once a week. Not when you deserve it. Every morning, like the sun that rises without you having to ask, God's mercy is there — new, fresh, enough for the day that is beginning.

How many things in your life run out? Patience, energy, money, strength. But there is something that never runs out: the mercy of God. It has no end. It does not diminish with use. It never grows tired of being asked for.

Tomorrow morning, when the day begins — before you do anything at all — mercy will already be there, waiting for you. That is the faithfulness of God.