Every morn is a fresh beginning; every day is the world made new. You who are weary of sorrow and sinning, here is a wonderful hope for you, a hope for me and a hope for you. — Susan Coolidge
This old year is near to closing out. It’s been a year of sameness, a year of change; good things, bad things; happy and sad days–a mixture, as most years are. I’m not one for making New Year’s resolutions, but I have hopes and goals for this coming year. Hope is the main thing–facing an unknown year with hope and determination and gratitude for the opportunity.
Yesterday is a part of forever,
Bound up in a sheaf, which God holds tight—
With glad days and sad days and bad days, which never
Shall visit us more with their bloom and their blight,
Their fullness of sunshine and sorrowful night
Ere morning and the dew?
Isn’t it queer how black a cloud can blow
Before the Sun breaks through?
Faith is remembering ere breaks the day,
Or ere the storm is done,
That out of somewhere speeding on their way,
Are the morning and the Sun!” Author Unknown.
Happy New Year, Blanche! Best wishes for a happy and healthy one!!
Thank you, Susan. I hope you have the same. Many wonderful book sales!