A January Day

“We bless this year for all we learned, For all we loved and lost And the quiet way it brought us Nearer to our invisible destination.” John O’Donohue

Okay. Maybe I’m a little bit odd; but I love January. To me January is like a brand-new journal with its pages white and empty, waiting to be filled with heart sentiments as each new day unfurls. A new sketch book. Empty, yet full of possibilities that rise up from my soul, only to appear on the tip of my paintbrush. Astonishing me once again.

January is like fresh fallen snow. No deer tracks. No foot prints. No slush…just pristine white. Unmarked, waiting for the journey of a traveler to take their first steps and make its imprint on the day.

January allows me to stop. To reflect on what was. What should not have been. What went right and what I want to commit afresh to God.

A January prayer:

God, help me to open my heart to you. To lift my eyes upward to all things godly. To import truth into my heart and mind; today, tomorrow and always. To find rest, renewal and solitude in new beginnings. To find joy in taking small steps forward, each one a part of something greater; fresh, unmarked and new. To revisit what I have learned and see what you have burdened my heart with as my calling and work; that which I put my hand to – that which I put time into – that which I seek to glorify your name with. Help me to see clearly what it is that you desire of me and to be faithful to this as this year stretches out before me.

I love you God. Thank you that you are good, you are God and you are all I need.

In Jesus Name. Amen.