Every morning, new flowers pop up everywhere. Hello, they whisper, like new friends arriving at my open door. I greet with my wide open heart, embracing each of them just the way they are. They come in many colors and shapes with many different names. I don’t even know most of their names, but I love them anyway.

Each morning comes like an unopened present and nothing delights my heart as much as the fresh and crisp morning air. With the renewed hope and mercy of God, every day is a new day filled with a new beginning.

This is the new day. This is the new chance. This is the start of something wonderful. So go ahead and give it full stream ahead. And don’t let this day pass you by untried.