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A little more of Desire..

Happy New Year everyone. I have noticed that whilst some people are excited about the prospects this new year brings, very much hopeful about their resolutions for this year, some others are quite indifferent: to them it's just a change of date, and not That serious.. Either ways i am excited to have you all here in this New Year.

Some things would not change. I am sure you will still wear some clothes that you used to wear, eat some things you used to, watch some tv shows etc . However some things may change. A new job maybe? Relationships? Maybe even a new car.

Yet whether or not something is going to change is going to depend majorly on you. Somethings would never change unless you change them. What you should know is that you are more in control of your life than any body is. In this year may we focus more on who we want to be than too focused on not being who we used to be.

The fact is that, there are some things that we are not in control of. God is. It is imperative that we therefore align our selves with His plan. How?

Fortunately we get to know some of the plans He has for us. May I remind you of Jeremiah 29:11, plans of good and not of evil, to give you a hope and a future. Great isn't it! Delve deeper into the word ok, Google all the promises of God and speak them over your life and Believe!

Finally, The Bible says whatsoever ye deisre.. Wow! It all begins with desire. God is ready to give us the desires of our hearts. That's why we shouldn't be passive and just wave this new period off. Maybe we are tired of not achieving any of the things we previously planned to, but how about allowing ourselves to desire the things we wish to get, and then pray God to bring it to pass. Dare to hope again. Dare to believe again. Dare to dream again. What if all you hoped for came? You would have gained everything then.

Things sometimes change, don't forget!

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