Freshness

A new year is moving in
just as surely as the winter
walks along in snowflakes

and I sit here wondering
in the breath of His bless
and in the glance of grace

I think about the year now gone
and how I've walked across it
( it grieves me some and joys me some )

and as the new year stretches
I wonder how I'll meet it
will I let His grace find me
and will I let Him charm me
and will I let His truth posess me
and will I let Him lead me
and will I take His love to heart
and fix my gaze on Him

Oh how I wonder with this heart of mine
so often gone astray
so often found in desert
so often hid in hills of wind and wild

I wonder how I'll meet this year
and if I'll give myself the chance
to catch the breath of bless
and glance at His dear grace
to rise and walk from sinfulness
to come return and find Him waiting
to reach and know that He can heal
to turn around and give up all
and let Him be my treasure

a new year is moving in
just as surely as the winter
walks along in snowflakes

my God is moving in again
and just like winter snow
He breathes my life full freshness

Joyce Rupp