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Words for a New Year

Our church is kicking off 2015 with a journey through Proverbs, the book of Wisdom and therefore a never-ending challenge, and I've been chewing on a new one each day so far this year. Some themes are already coming to the surface in what God is speaking to my heart. I would like to put some words to it, so I will remember ... realize ...respond ... reconcile ... represent. 

2015 Themes:

Humility 
Proverbs 1:7: The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge; fools despise wisdom and instruction. 
Proverbs 3:34: The Lord mocks the mockers but is gracious to the humble. Proverbs 3:7: Dont be impressed with your own wisdom. Instead, fear the Lord and turn away from evil.

Kindness & Giving
Proverbs 3:27: Do not withhold good from this who deserve it when it's in your power to help them. 
Proverbs 3:9: Honor the Lord with your wealth and with the best part of everything you produce. 

Discipline & Insight
Proverbs 3:11-12: My child, don't reject the Lord's discipline and don't be upset when He corrects you. For the Lord corrects those He loves, just as a father corrects a child in whom he delights.
Proverbs 2:3: Cry out for insight; ask for understanding.
Proverbs 1:23: if you turn at my reproof, behold, I will pour out my spirit to you. I will make my words known to you. 

May at the end of this year, I be 
more humble
kinder
more generous 
more careful to listen to the Lord
more quick to fear the Lord.

How can His words change you this year? 


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