Monday, January 07, 2008

Behold, I make all things new...

The New year is here now.

It came without fanfare. No grand visions or anxious scribbles of destiny and desire. No...not like the years before.

I weakly ask the Father that my heart not be so jaded that I care not for tomorrow.
And his answer to me is MERCY that is NEW every morning. Just one morning at a time.

I have been timid to write. I have also had little to say. Life has humbled me this past year and I am in reflection a quieter way then I have known before. My ambitions, ideas, identity and efforts were joustled and shaken. All while jesus slept.

But the storm is over. I can tell because there is a quiet confidence that is not my own....a peace and stillness that hangs over my soul despite my religious leanings otherwise, a rest that only He could bring to this battered heart.

Truely..."A bruised reed He will not break, and a dimly burning wick He will not extinguish." (isaiah 42:3)

So I hold on with fresh hope....with thankfulness that there is today and tomorrow and learning to live from this place.

"Lord, to whom shall (I) go? You have the words of eternal life. (I) have come to believe and to know that you are the Holy One of God." Isaiah 6:68-69
I dont know much anymore God...but I know I love you.

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Folded Wings said...

Thanks for writing this and posting of this video - my deepest desire is also to be stripped of myself and to get rid om the masks and cloaks that "defines" us in the eyes of the world. Nothing to say so we can hear the something(s) God has to say!

Patty said...

thanks for visiting my blog. I have enjoyed reading through yours. Hope you keep writing

Renée Anne Bouffard-McManus said...

Hi! I just noticed that you only have 1 blog now. Blessings, my friend.

silent wings said...

Hi Renee,

I decided to leave the other one as a private journal. :)