it is that time of the year again.
Christmas as the time filling with hope and joy.
the new year as the time longing with hope and wishes.
after that, it might feel old again or just get old from repetition of the same things.
i need a new plan, a new strategy, and a new technique to go about my year. my heart has been growing cold like an icicle hanging from a tree. i do not see much passion in it like the old days. it either needs some sunlight to melt away or the shake of the ground or the breathe of the wind so that it may fall.
the icicle hanging on the tree does not fulfill its purpose or do any good to the tree.
if it falls, it will be taken by ground, and to the roots, to the trunks, to the leaves and to the fruits. like John 12:24
sometimes, my weaknesses catch me off guard. never realizing how much of a fool and sinner i ever am, and it kills my hope.
sins appear new and grace seems old.
it is because i still can’t grasp enough on my depravity, and i still think i deserve the grace.
i have decided that i wanna learn the rhythms of grace this coming year. that’s the only way i can be set free from myself/everything and also to live and love as the free.
Romans 5:20 …..but where sin increased, grace increased all the more,
Galatians 2:20 I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.
Oh Lord, help me be what You want me to be.