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Friday is for Heart Songs

Last day of the year.  A day to look back, a day to assess, to evaluate, to measure and count. a day to remember what God has done and rejoice in all the mercy received, on all the sins forgiven. A day to go and visit Ann Voskamp’s wonderful words.

Every year when we rip off the last calendar page and begin time with a clean slate, the Barn Babe is still new, stretching, waiting to grow up in us. He chooses our dirty places, our stinking places, the places that shame us, as His point of entry.

Good thing He doesn’t disdain the barnyards of my life: the foul attitudes, the beastly ways, the dirty sins I attempt to scrub clean—to no avail. He intimately knows the muck of my lives, the stench I try to mask.

The Christ Child enters our lives in the places where the flies buzz over refuse and dung and chooses.

Without the Babe who came to the barn, who didn’t hesitate to meet me in the rotting mess of my daily sin, the new year would only be a rehashing of the old year. The swaddled babe murmurs, “Behold, I’m making all things new.”

Wherever your evaluation of last year takes you, remember, He is with you. He is with you still. He will be with you in the new year. In every day, in every circumstance, in every trial, and joy, and sorrow and celebration–He who came in the crudeness of a manger will be with you.

Find Him there.  He is waiting for you to put your hand in His.

This too might help: Taking Psalm 90 Personally