A Fresh Slate

Today’s guest
devotion is by Diann Hunt, from: Delight Yourself in the Lord…Even on Bad Hair Days © 2011 Summerside Press
A Fresh Slate
Because of the Lord’s great love we are
not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great
is your faithfulness. 
My husband is an
elementary teacher. When September rolls around each year, he gets as excited
as his students. We go shopping for clothes, school supplies, and he gets his
room ready for the kids. The smell of sharpened pencils, fresh chalk, and
cleaning supplies fill the room. New wall hangings, posters, clean blackboards
and a tidy desk all mark the beginning of a school year.
year, he learns something from the year before—what tools strike interest in
the hearts of the students, what presentations worked and which ones flopped.
He considers new ways to motivate the daydreamers and challenge the restless.
Some days, he comes
home and feels as though he didn’t accomplish a thing. Other days, he wonders
how he could ever do any other job. He takes his newfound knowledge into the
next year in hopes of doing a better job than before. Every class offers new
challenges of its own and my husband faces each one head-on, with renewed
encouragement and excitement for another year.
short, he gets a fresh slate.
When my kids
were little, I wanted to be just like Caroline Ingalls. You know, kindness
lifting from my lips like a soft minuet, and wisdom rolling into every word.
Unfortunately, it didn’t work like that for me.
were days when the kids were rowdy and I had a headache—I don’t think Caroline
ever had those. My patience was short and the tone of my voice carried around
the block like a Marine Corps sergeant. Unfortunately, I resembled Mrs. Oleson
more than I did Mrs. Ingalls.
I prayed for
wisdom, gentleness and, yes, even patience. So many nights I wondered what kind
of memories I had created for my children that day. I’d fall on my knees and
pray, “Lord, help them to forget everything I did wrong and remember if I did
anything right.” It must have worked. They speak fondly of their childhood.
days are hard. The challenges seem too great to bear. Sometimes we can’t seem
to work beyond our past. We feel God is silent and we’re all alone. But then
His Word reminds us that His compassions never fail. They are new every
morning! Great is His faithfulness!
about yesterday. This is the day that
the Lord has made. You have the opportunity to start all over. Trust God with
it. Go into a hurting world and make brand new memories—memories that matter.
You have a fresh slate. Go with His blessings.
Today’s Prayer:
Father, thank You for each new day where we can learn to trust You more. May we
be counted among the obedient, the faithful. Help us to make the most of every
opportunity and to remember your compassions are new every morning.

Hunt admits to seeing the world from a slightly different angle than most, and
she will do just about anything (within reason) for chocolate. Since 2001,
Diann has 20+ books, including Love
Letters in the Sand
. Diann has won
the American Christian Fiction Writer’s prestigious Book of the Year award in
her genre. Diann
and her real-life hero-husband make their home in Indiana. Visit her Website at www.DiannHunt.com