I have often comforted myself by
reflecting on a passage from Lamentations 3 that talks about how
God's mercies are new every morning. Of course, when I think about
that reassurance, it is always in the context of failure. More
specifically, my failure. I have, once again, failed to live
up to my calling as a follower of Jesus, but he won't hold it against
me; his mercies are new every morning.
Furthermore, the context is usually one
of my perpetual failure. For example, have I known for years
that I need to watch my words more carefully? Yes, I have. Yet nearly
every day, I fail to do so, and on the days when I am a bit more
reflective and self-aware, I regret my failure.
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