Eyes wide. A little hand runs over the tightly wrapped box and pulls down the paper. The eyes grow wider still as the paper is tossed aside to reveal the brand new so-and-so. There are smiles and giggles as it is opened and played with for the remainder of the day. A few weeks later, it is forgotten. Maybe it will be pulled out months or years later to be smiled upon in memory, but it can never be new again.
I was talking today with a friend at work who recently made the decision to go vegan. (I work at a somewhat hippy health food store, and I love it.) Every chance she got she was over at my register talking about it and asking questions. Her excitement sparked the memory of when I first made the decision. I was inspired and excitement about this new journey carried me through many months. Making this decision again carries a new feeling, a gentler excitement. I look forward to this new journey, but it can never be new again.
As we get older, own more things, and experience more, less and less hold the wonder of being new. While so many things lose their luster, never able to be new again, there is one thing that always holds the joy of new.
When we accept Christ, we are in that moment a new creation. But that creation never loses its luster, never is jaded by the way of the world. Our newness is held safe in the everlasting arms of our Savior. We are each day being changed from glory to glory, forever being transformed by Christ. His truths are boundless, His love knows no depth. Each moment spent with Him, holds the wonder of something new unfolding.
I pray that I will never become complacent in my faith. That I will always seek Christ diligently and soak up all the joy of new in Him.
“You took off your former way of life, the old self that is corrupted by deceitful desires; you are being renewed in the spirit of your minds; you put on the new self, the one created according to God’s likeness in righteousness and purity of the truth.”
“Restore the joy of Your salvation to me, and give me a willing spirit.”