I remember my affliction and my wandering,the bitterness and the gall.
I well remember them,and my soul is downcast within me.
Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope:
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.
I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.”
The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him;
it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord.
Part of this passage was sent to me this past week, and usually when I read this passage, it comes to mind a few days in a row…lingering like a whispered promise. Well, off and on this week, I have thought about it, and when I decided to use it in my “Sunday song,” I read from the beginning of Chapter 3. I have probably done it before, but to be honest, I can’t remember if I have or not. I have included part of what leads up to the promise of new mercies for each day, from God.
The hope stated by the author of Lamentations is brought forth through hardship and affliction. The ability to say, “Tomorrow will be a new day…a better day, because God created it, and because He is faithful to provide His mercy,” in the face of hardship and affliction, is encouraging to me. While I am not always an outward optimist…always bubbling over with “be happy-isms,”… I am optimistic, because I believe each day is a new day, ripe with hope and mercy from God – a clean slate. At any moment, God could provide astoundingly for the greatest need. On any given day, He could provide a series of seemingly small events that will or could change the course of hardship and affliction (in a good way).
This passage holds so much assurance for me, and reading what led up to the very heartfelt statement about God’s mercies, encourages me even more.