Thoughts for the new year . . .
I like the sound of “twenty-twelve” Sorta rolls off your tongue!
And I’m ready for a new year of adventure in sharing Jesus.
The words of an old hymn by Norman J. Clayton have been going through my mind as I begin “twenty-twelve” — it goes like this:
“Only to be what He wants me to be, every moment of every day.
Yielded completely to Jesus alone, every step of this pilgrim way.
Just to be clay in the potter’s hands, ready to do what His will commands.
Only to be what He wants me to be, every moment of every day.”
I remember ‘watch night” services from the past where we sang that hymn on New Year’s Eve and then we each chose a Bible verse for the new year. We were young then–my friends and I– and our lives were before us! How quickly the years have flown by. Time seems like water now.
A year ago on New Year’s Eve, I flew home to Ottawa after spending two weeks in a Phoenix, AZ hospital following an unexpected and painful attack of acute pancreatitis. I wasn’t sure about the new year then, but it has been a year of recovery, good health, renewed energy and opportunities to share both in speaking and in writing.
Time is one of God’s greatest gifts–time and life and health and energy. And people–loved ones and those God puts into our lives. And opportunities to serve.
Bring on ”twenty-twelve!”
