Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring forth; shall ye not know it? I will even make a way in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert. (Isaiah 43:19).
Sadness and despair can feel permanent. But it rarely is. Sorrow has an ebb and flow, like the rise and crash of ocean waves. The water swells, churns and rises but just as it crashes, it gradually levels and clears. It’s at this point you may see, beneath the sunlit surface, speckled sand, colorful shells, gleaming fish. In the same way, after each wave of grief, something new awaits us. Around the corner is good news, fresh opportunities, new friendships, gifts to give and gifts to receive. Behold, I will do a new thing . . .
A man woke one morning, dreading the call from his doctor about his test results. When the phone rang, he was told his terminal illness was in total remission. I will do a new thing. A woman, feeling like a forty-year-old spinster, waited in a long grocery line on another lonely Friday night. In that line she met the man she married. I will do a new thing. A young woman felt betrayed by the person she loved most and just when all hope was gone, repentance and reconciliation came. I will do a new thing.
God always breathes fresh purpose into our lives. It may not be what you thought or hoped, but it will always be what you need. It may not be in your timing, but it will always be timely. Remember, behind each crashing wave is calmer water. Ahead stretches the solid shore.
Zanne Marie Dyer