Today's sunrise marks, not only the start of a new day for me, but also the start of a new year AND a new decade. I find myself uncharacteristically excited about the #. Granted, that could change dramatically in a few short hours b/c...after all, I am a 50-year-old female, a creature not known for stability.
My 40s were best embodied in Psalm 88 - years marked by weeping and desperate pleas for help, redemption, and restoration. This is the only Psalm that ends without a declaration of hope and that resonated with me during these difficult years.
But...BECAUSE the Lord heard me and preserved me, my hope is renewed and I begin this decade with Psalm 30 on my lips. BECAUSE he drew me out of many waters, I am certain of his favor and fully confident that he can and will hold me firmly to the end. My mourning has turned to dancing and I enter this new decade with expectation rather than dread or fear.
The steadfast love of the Lord endures forever.
And now...? We celebrate!!
