A day in time seems just fine,
Some days do anyway,
Then some days emerge ablaze,
Despite how much we pray.
A day in time afterwards,
Regret ushers the way,
Wasn’t the means of delivering the goods,
How do we keep sadness at bay?
A day in time and all well aware,
Shrink from disaster and teem,
Wasted the day – chucked the fare,
Folly’s us to deem.
A day in time is all it is,
Despite fatigue of learning,
Again to escape the condemning fizz,
Hope explores the yearning.
A day in time now set apart,
Seeks us forward to chase,
Now for us a fresh clean start,
And a trident newfound space.
Rolling from one twenty-four hour period to the next, each day is generally so different. It’s easy to see why we can put the regretful day behind us as we look hopefully forward.
Every day is to start anew, free from the aggravations of the past. If this is achieved how much better is life? But in doing this, guilt, shame and all negative emotion must be tackled and resolved as best we can. So long as it ransoms conscious thought, anyway.
Fresh Day’s Approach
Rejecting yesterday for its rejections is not easy but it is achievable. Would it help to know that beyond a good, healthy penitence—the drive to make restitution for wrongs caused—there is no godly sense in remaining in condemnation? In other words, it’s not God’s will that our consciences be left estranged to goodness.
Instead, motivation is to make right of what we can and then to make history the rest. There should be no part of it that clings to our thoughts and feelings, though finding suitable distractions might be the challenge.
“This is the day that the Lord has made;
Let us rejoice and be glad in it.”
~Psalm 118:24 (NRSV).
There is something infinitely better than the remorse of yesterday. It’s the sweet knowledge of God in the present moment—this day the Lord has made.
© 2011 S. J. Wickham.