About eight hours are left in the year 2016. It has been a journey of unexpected changes and heart-breaking losses. The inane cliche’,”What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” brings little to no comfort this evening. I approach the new calendar year feeling tired, drained of all creative energy and needing a vacation, not exactly the way I anticipated 2016 would end.
And yet, as Scarlett O’Hara exclaimed, tomorrow is another day and alas, 2017 is another year. As the old hymn says, my hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’blood and righteousness. Since my trust and confidence are in God, I hereby long for these blessings to fall in the next twelve months:
I hope that God’s people will repent of besetting sins which are crippling our churches, damaging the Gospel witness and weakening the work of His Spirit in us.
I hope that America will return to being a safe and civil place to live, a land of freedom with godly restraints, and a culture full of love not hate.
I hope that my family will be a blessing to others, that people will see Christ lifted up in our home and be drawn to Him in salvation.
I hope that Jesus saves lost souls through the ministry of GracePoint Church and Bridgeway Hospice. I hope the Lord allows me to be used through both.
Above all, I hope that Jesus returns soon. As the apostle John prayed almost two millennia ago, “Even so, come Lord Jesus!”