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All Things New

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I attended a wedding recently, an outdoors ceremony surrounded by autumn colored trees. The timing was just before sunset and the streams of light reflecting off the yellow, orange, and red hues of the leaves gave an atmosphere ripe for romance.

It was the first wedding celebration I had attended since the end of my own 26 years of marriage and the mere fact that the bride
of this ceremony was one of the flower girls in mine made the day even more significant. I observed with caution and mixed emotions, not allowing myself to get involved too much in the sentiments of the moment but relishing the ambiance and excitement of those around me.

The pastor talked of love, commitment, hard days, and joy. He described the meaning of the rings and how covenants are made in
the eyes of God and he prayed that even when times are unbearable, this couple will strive to endure.

As I sat on a wooden bench, brown leaves beneath my feet, bright yellow and orange ones around me, I thought of spring – the newness, fresh and sweet, young and bursting with life. I thought of babies, little league baseball, Division 1 Swim Meets, college graduates, brides… I thought of me.

There is a song I used to sing throughout the day by Stephen Curtis Chapman,  “He makes all things new…” When I was working internationally, I came across a young girl, aged 14, who was prostituting herself in order to survive. She had cigar burns on
her skin and as I applied antibiotic ointment, I realized I was singing that song. When she asked our interpreter what the song was about, I gave the guy a brief idea with little depth because at that particular time I did not fully understand what it meant.

But on this particular day, sitting on a wooden bench, dead brown leaves beneath my feet, yellow, orange and red ones hanging
on the trees above me, and a new committed couple standing before God beginning their life covenant, I do. He makes all things new, over and over again.

You turn winter into spring
You take every living thing
And You breathe Your breath of life into it over and over again

You make all things new
You make all things new
You redeem and You transform
You renew and You restore

You make the sunrise, day after day after day
But there’s a morning coming, when old things will all pass away
And everyone will see

You make all things new
You make all things new
Come redeem and come transform
Come renew and come restore
You make all things new
You make all things new
And forever we will watch and worship You

Now and forever You are making all things new
You’re making all things new



Written by Nora Hatchett Almazan

November 11, 2011 at 1:31 pm

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