Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert. Isaiah 43:19
As I sit here at my desk closing out old writing projects from seasons past, I know in my spirit that God is ready to bring forth something new into my life. As in previous years, whenever I am led to closeout writing projects or to clean and organize my desk files or boxes that the old must go in order for the new to come forth.
The seventh month of 2011 is officially coming to a close in less than 18 hours and already my mind has become focused on the second half of this year. There is a mighty huge harvest coming not only for my own household but also for those within the household of faith.
In this last season of “just enough” I have been a good steward over the monies earned through my job, as well as tithing and sowing seed off of every book sale made. But despite having just enough to do the necessary minimal, God has yet to continue to provide and to meet every basic need of my household.
As this fresh new season begins to spring forth, bringing with it all that God has purposed, my spirit begins to leap for joy because the old is now past and has been dealt with in so many ways, from physically to emotionally. The time has now come for me to open my arms wide to embrace and receive all of the new that has come. May you also embrace the new, new, new that God is making available for you too.
In closing, I would like to share with you a poem I wrote in the spring of 2000 upon waking up on the morning of a brand new season for my life. The poem is entitled, It’s Morning.”
It’s Morning! It’s Morning! Oh the new mercies I see.
It’s Morning! It’s Morning! A brand new day for me.
It’s Morning! It’s Morning! Oh how bright the sun does shine.
It’s Morning! It’s Morning! I have a renewed peace of mind.
It’s Morning! It’s Morning! I will praise the Lord.
It’s Morning! It’s Morning! In Him I adore.
It’s Morning! It’s Morning! He has set me free.
It’s Morning! It’s Morning! From the hand of the enemy.
It’s Morning! It’s Morning!
© Arnita L. Fields 2000 (from the poetry book, Rescued, Restored, Renewed & Revived, published in 2006)