Daily Affirmations - Day 6 - Springtime Shall Not Cease: Renew the Face

Day 6: Renew the face

When the Lord is near the flowers of grace appear

[The Lord] makes grass grow for the cattle, and plants for people to cultivate— bringing forth food from the earth: wine that gladdens human hearts, oil to make their faces shine, and bread that sustains their hearts (Psalm 104:14-15).

Creator God, Sustainer, Ruler over all creation, How many are your works, Lord! In wisdom You made them all… All creatures look to You to give them their food at the proper time. When You give it to them, they gather it up; when You open Your hand, they are satisfied with good things (Psalm 104:24,27-28).

You designed the flawless hum and rhythm of a vast, incomprehensible universe—wonders beyond our scope or sight. You set in motion systems and structures, templates and patterns for life and sustainability, death and dormancy, rebirth and renewal. "By [You] the rolling seasons in fruitful order move" (Sing to the Lord of Harvest, John S. B. Monsell)

It is so, Lord, in the spiritual as in the natural, in the intangible as in the tangible, for You have ordained all things to be upheld by Your laws of order, precision, harmony, and balance. And through heat and drought, winter and storm, death and endings— through the rolling seasons, You are still God— the God of hope and resurrection, the God of new life and promise.

Father, thank You for Your cycles of renewal and replenishment— for the never-fading hope of spring after the dark valleys of life, after the heavy clouds and chilling winds of winter. You renew the face of the ground (Psalm 104:30).

And in the signs of growth and life, of propagation and continuity— in buds and blossoms, in leaves and shoots, in the smell of new grass, in the cry of a baby, in a life transformed, we are reminded of Your words of promise:

See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland (Isaiah 43:19).

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Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite?

It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;

It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain,

And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,

In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;

Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,

Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend!

~ Robert Grant ~ pub. 1833

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