There is a phrase my mother always says at the end of a difficult day: “Tomorrow will be another day.” She said that to me last night. Yesterday was one of those days when you feel like you’ve been bopped around nonstop, when you feel like your strength and your sanity are hanging on by a very thin thread. It was one of those days when you’ve been praying nonstop, yet you do not know if you have been heard. And then the day comes to an end, and you hear your mother say… "tomorrow will be another day" …sigh …and you allow yourself to exhale…
“Do not worry about tomorrow; tomorrow will take care of itself. Sufficient for a day is its own evil” (Matthew 6:34). “My grace is sufficient for you, for power is made perfect in weakness” (2 Corinthians 12:9).
Sufficient…enough…His grace is enough for me. His grace is enough to deal with today’s evil, but not yet for tomorrow’s. When we worry about tomorrow, we are biting more than we can chew. When we try to run ahead of grace, when we try to do it on our own, sooner or later, we will always fall. But sometimes we will catch ourselves and will notice the small thin thread we are holding on to. And then we look closer, and we realize it is Him who is holding on to us. “Even there your hand guides me, your right hand holds me fast” (Psalm 139:10). It is then we remember…that thin thread of grace is enough. It’s the hem of His garment, “the tassel on his cloak” (Matthew 9:21). “Jesus turned around and saw her, and said, 'Courage daughter! Your faith has saved you'” (v.22).
Jesus saw her…just as He sees each one of us. He sees our efforts and our failures; He sees our perseverance; He sees our faith and our love. At the end of the day I allow myself to exhale because if there is another day, I can also trust there will be another breath. As the breath leaves my lungs I surrender, and without words my soul joins the Church as she sings each night the Nunc Dimittis, the Song of Simeon (Luke 2:29-32):
“Lord, now you let your servant go in peace; your word has been fulfilled. My own eyes have seen the salvation which you have prepared in the sight of every people: A light to reveal you to the nations and the glory of your people Israel.”
I’ve always found this prayer to be a balm for my weary soul. Just like the words from my mother, they carry within them the gift of hope… hope for a new day, hope in God. This is the mark of a Christian, for can you imagine a Christian without hope? Whether we see it here on earth or we see it from Heaven above… Tomorrow will be another day, and we trust tomorrow is also covered in God’s love.