Behold, the new has come!

 

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here! 2 Corinthians 5:17

My Lord, thank you because you give us second chances for new and fresh beginnings.  
There is hope always in you, Jesus. You are Christ, my hope.

There are no restrictions in your redemption.

We fall, but you pick us up and as a father who would check on his child if there are any wounds, you do the same and you know exactly what to do, you heal, you redeem, you restore, you make everything new again. You overwhelm me with your love and the tenderness flowing from your eyes into my eyes. You pour your balm of affection into the depth of my heart and you create in me a pure heart. You put your gentle hand on my head and all the warmth of your love controls me and compels me. Your passionate love to me, constrains me, Lord of my heart.

You renew my mind, and my thoughts so that the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable and pleasing in Your sight.

Abba, come and as you promised, place in me a new heart that can feel, and hear your heartbeats. A heart that can beat life again. Take this heart of stone that I have been carrying, a heart that cannot feel anything. Blow life again in me. Let your Spirit overwhelm me with a new fire to burn for you. Let your holiness purge my thoughts so I can stand blameless before you. 

Father, come clothe me with your righteousness and the blood of Your son. 

You are my living hope. Hope that never dies. Hope that makes me belong to you, my Father.

You make all things new. With you, there is every day a new start, a new beginning, You are never tired of my fallings. Every time, I come to my senses and come to you; You see me, you see my heart, because you're the One who created my inmost being, you’re the one who knit me together in my mother’s womb. You don’t wait for me to come all the way, you run to me even when I am a great way off...You put your left hand under my head and your right hand embraces me. And … you kiss me. You love me, Father. You love me. I am loved by you. I am loved by the One and only God. I am loved by the One who is love himself. Your banner over me is love. You are my Father and I am your Child. I am not lost, I am carried in your arms and held on your lap. I love you Abba Father.