Jeder neue Morgen

I think of Dietrich Bonhoeffer, because there is much comfort in the wisdom and beauty of Great Spirits.

When the days blend and become indistinguishable, one from the next, then I take it as a sign to take a step back. Stop, and contemplate.

Consider the following passage from Illegale Theologenausbildung, written from 1935-1937 when Bonhoeffer led an underground seminary in Finkenwalde:

Jeder neue Morgen ist ein neuer Anfang unsers Lebens.
Jeder Tag ist ein abgeschlossenes Ganzes. Der heutige
Tage ist die Grenze unsers Sorgens und Mühens.
Er ist lang genug, um Gott zu finden oder zu verlieren,
um Glauben zu halten oder in Sünde und Schande zu fallen.
Darum schuf Gott Tag und Nacht, damit wir nicht im
Grenzenlosen wanderten, sondern am Morgen schon das Ziel
des Abends vor uns sähen.

As with all poetry and lyrical prose, no translation does language just. But for the sole purpose of sharing here, my interpretation:

Each new morning is a new beginning of our life.
Each day is a completed whole. The day
today is the boundary of our care and effort.
It is long enough to find or lose God,
to keep faith or to fall into sin and shame.
Hence God created day and night so that we would not
wander endlessly, but in the morning already see
in front of us the aim of the evening.

It is weekend: I look forward to rest and respite, to separate the day from the night. Good morning, good day, good night. Good weekend.