New Life.

One more hour and it'll be my birthday.
I don't know why but I don't feel as excited about my approaching birthday as I used to.
Maybe it's because I know that I've been walking aimlessly these past 17 years.
Maybe it's because I know that I've been committing the same sins these past 17 years.
Maybe it's because I can't see things the way I used to anymore.
But I am going to change that.
Let this number seventeen be a bench-mark to the end of me being a wastrel .
That from this year on,
I will start pleasing God and not men.
That I will not care about what others may think of me.
So what if I'm short?
So what if I'm being used?
So what if I feel lonely?
So what if I'm weak?
All these,
I do not care anymore.
I'm short,
let it be then.
I get used by people,
good!
I feel lonely,
God's with me.
I feel weak and tired of life,
God will provide for me.

"My grace is sufficient for you, My strength is made perfect in weakness."
- 2 Corinthians 12:9

I will live for You
and not for me.