All Things New

I walked out my front door to return the Uhaul truck. The first step off the porch is a shiny penny. I pick it up to see the other side is worn and ugly – tarnished – which surprised me since the other side was so shiny –

God whispers, “I make all things new, Stacey”.

And I say, “Thank you, Lord, for making me new.”

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