One thing I’ve been reminded of this summer is God’s never-ending newness. I can’t put it any better than G. K. Chesterton did in his book Orthodoxy: “Now, to put the matter in a popular phrase, it might be true that the sun rises regularly because he never gets tired of rising. His routine might be due, not to a lifelessness, but to a rush of life. The thing I mean can be seen, for instance, in children, when they find some game or joke that they specially enjoy. A child kicks his legs rhyth……