I love this cry from the psalms. It echoes, for me, the desire of my heart for the new year. To have the work of my hands established by a higher cause. It is not and will not ever be easy to recognize that the establishments of our selfishness are not good enough, not nearly good enough. In the new year I will have new opportunities to listen for the whispers of the greater good and to put aside the shouting of my self-satisfying soul. Though I know it will not be pleasant to surrender my desire to protect my will, 2015 will have my best effort.
Establish the works of my hands for me.
