New Year’s DAWN

Activated - - NEWS - By Eve­lyn Sichrovsky Eve­lyn Sichrovsky is a stu­dent in­volved in vol­un­teer work. She lives with her fam­ily in Tai­wan.

It was a beau­ti­ful sun­rise. The pale light of dawn had bright­ened into a glo­ri­ous golden glow, kiss­ing the clouds with tints of pink and orange as it her­alded the ar­rival of a new year. But idyl­lic new year feel­ings were the fur­thest thing from my mind. As I watched the sun­beams dance across my hos­pi­tal bed­sheets, my thoughts re­traced the events that had brought me there. Two nights ear­lier, I had sud­denly de­vel­oped an ex­cru­ci­at­ing pain in the lower right side of my ab­domen. I was rushed to the emer­gency room, where I un­der­went emer­gency surgery to re­move a rup­tured gan­grenous cyst. Now I faced a hos­pi­tal stay and sev­eral months of re­cov­ery.

1. Matthew 10:29, 31 NLT

2. Isa­iah 41:13

3. See Mark 7:37.

For the first twenty-four hours af­ter the surgery, I was too over­whelmed to think clearly, but as the pain less­ened and the shock sub­sided, ques­tions came in a flood. I felt con­fused, dis­cour­aged, and afraid.

It was then that I no­ticed a pair of tiny birds soar­ing into the dawn, and I was re­minded of a verse: “What is the price of two spar­rows—one cop­per coin? But not a sin­gle spar­row can fall to the ground with­out your Fa­ther know­ing it. So don’t be afraid; you are more valu­able to God than a whole flock of spar­rows.” It was

1 com­fort­ing to be re­minded that my life rests in God’s hands, and that He will al­ways be there to help, hold, and guide me, no mat­ter what comes my way. “I, the Lord your God, will hold your right hand, say­ing to you, ‘Fear not, I will help you.’”

2 The year that fol­lowed proved to be an un­for­get­table one. The surgery was the first of many health strug­gles dur­ing the sub­se­quent weeks and months, yet I felt Je­sus al­ways close by my side, com­fort­ing me, giv­ing me His grace and strength, and re­mind­ing me of His un­fail­ing love and care. The dif­fi­cul­ties and chal­lenges were bal­anced by count­less beau­ti­ful ex­pe­ri­ences, bless­ings, and joys that gave me a deeper ap­pre­ci­a­tion for life and for the One who does all things well.

3 As another year dawns, I think back on that New Year’s morn­ing at the hos­pi­tal. The mem­ory re­as­sures me that my fu­ture, while un­known to me, is known to Him. With my hand in His and my eyes on His prom­ises, I can trust Him for the year ahead.

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