Back to School

I went school shopping yesterday with a friend. We bought notebooks, folders, papers, pens, binders, and the like. What fun this is! Isles and isles filled with clean, fresh notebooks, never used pens, smooth folders, and large packets of paper tightly wrapped in plastic. Next to Christmas, this is my favorite time of year. Why? Well, because everything is new, and waiting to be written on. It signifies a new beginning. Whether moving on to the next grade or staying behind and completing one for the second time, it is a fresh start. A chance to take better notes, study more efficiently, or even doodle better pictures in the margins of your notes while the teacher incessantly drones on about some guy from France discovering the genetic anomalies of peas. (Yawn).

This is sort of like life. Everyday, we are a fresh page; clean and crisp, ready to be written upon. The "author and finisher of our faith" is waiting with pen in hand to write His word in our hearts, His purpose in our steps, His favor on our future, His forgiveness over our past, and His blood over our sin. Start out this morning with a clean heart. Unwrap a new day and set it before Him, before you scribble your plans all over it or doodle in the margins with your distractions. Wait for the stroke of His hand and discern what He wants for you today.