Thoughts for a New Year 

As I walk through my life, this new wife, new mother life. As the days aproach 2018, three words have been swirling in my head, like a gentle snow blown by a soft wind. 


SAVOUR Christ. 

SAVOUR the cross.

SAVOUR your forgivenness, your justification and daily sanctification worked out by Jesus in you

SAVOUR the grace poured out daily for you when you can’t even give grace to yourself.  

Then look up and 


SEE the people….

SEE God’s image bearers. 

       Fulfill your name..




Ignore subtle hints of what this person’s motive might be or what evil intent that other person might have….and just

 SEE them…human being…

Sit down and listen, ask questions…

 SEE them, beautiful, messy, needy of grace just as you are. 


SURRENDER your need to earn God’s favour and rest that it’s already yours

SURRENDER your son to his heavenly Father. 

SURRENDER the hope of a clean house, leave that anxiety when things don’t get done and rest in the Savior….

SURRENDER the hope in money, things, time to yourself, and hope in Christ…

SURRENDER the hope of a perfect Instagram, worthy body and give thanks for the beautiful, mother marked temple. 

SURRENDER, lay down your defenses and trust…….

These arent resolutions.  Those tend to end up failures or another tick on the list of my self righteousness. 

Instead they are prayers….knowing that they aren’t even my own ideas with out my Saviour in me. 

So as I enter the new year, I will pray…

Pray these prayers listed above….and rest in the fact that God holds me.



In two days, I will stand clothed in my wedding dress. I will stand on the stage of our church’s sanctuary holding my groom’s hand.

Together with our guests, we will sing our favorite song….

“My hope is built on nothing less, than Jesus’ blood and righteousness. I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly trust in Jesus’ name”

This song did not become our favorite song from experiences together. It was already our favorite song when we started dating.

“Christ alone, Cornerstone, he is Lord, Lord of all”

We both sang it separately in our hard times. Trials God chose bless us with.

The song became my favorite after a hard, hard break up. I would stand in the bathroom, look in the mirror and try, try to sing this song. The words would barely come, but they were a promise.

“Weak made strong; in the Saviour’s love
Through the storm, He is Lord
Lord of all”

They were a promise I could stand on. A fight song, breathing, whispering that Christ is Lord. Lord over my pain. Lord over my situation.

“When Darkness seems to hide His face
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil”

I would sing the song in church. God seemed to have it pop up everywhere. More often than not, I would break down in tears, but these verses kept resonating anyways.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless stand before the throne.

As the pain slowly healed, and I continued walking the narrow road, I kept singing this song. It was a reminder of where I had been, where I was, and that Christ is victorious.

On Saturday, Brandon and I will sing this song. I may barely be singing, because of my excitement and happiness but in my heart it will be a shout.

God is faithful. Christ is Lord. Even when the darkness closes around you. Even when you barely have a thread of hope running through your fingertips. The darkness will not last forever. That anchor of hope will grow stronger.

“Christ alone; cornerstone
Weak made strong; in the Saviour’s love
Through the storm, He is Lord”

“Lord of all”