Don’t fear the New Year upon you. Embrace the refreshing. Embrace new promises soaring with heaven’s endless possibilities. Don’t truncate what I’m building in you by looking to what this year lacked.
Allow my journey of purpose to be outside days, months and years. Allow my goodness to be what strokes midnight’s crest.
Let me mark this new year. Let me have the directional say, when hell’s bellows preemptively sly trying to steal a new year’s victories.
Draw your line in the sand. Determine to celebrate that which you cannot yet see. Reach higher with stature bowed, trusting in the decrees that all of heaven’s heard, but you’ve yet to discern. Decrees for your new year. Decrees of testimony. Gifts just for you.