In 2017, we celebrated our 25th anniversary. I celebrated a milestone birthday. I released a couple of books. I went on a terrific retreat with my close friends. But I will admit, there were many things about 2017 that I am happy to leave behind me. We bought a car in January to replace the one my daughter rolled over the previous December. We replaced a sewer line. And an air conditioner. And tires. And an air conditioner on that car we bought. I have friends who can recite a much more challenging list of things they faced in the last year. Family tension. Job uncertainty. Profound loss. Maybe you can identify.
The psalmist is likely writing at harvest time, watching as the storehouses are filled with the bounty from the fields. Every year, the farmers plowed and planted, but the rain, the growth, the yield was out of their hands. But not out of God’s sovereign hands. And He capped off the year with provision, with abundance, with goodness.
For the psalmist, God’s goodness was as tangible as the bundles of wheat in the barn. But it’s not always that way. And when we focus only on those tangible things, we risk missing Him entirely. Sometimes the goodness of God is best discerned as His presence, His comfort, and His sustaining grace during those hard times.
Through the valley, through the fire, through the flood.
Valleys, fires, and floods are evidence of a broken world, one in which annoyances, heartbreak, and even tragedy happen to good, innocent people. In the midst of it all, though, is His goodness. His compassions do not fail. They are new every morning.
May you be vividly aware of His crowning goodness in this coming year and may Your paths drip with His abundance.