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A New Day!

Oh, January....
A new year, filled with new possibilities. Everyone is motivated and excited, ready to make some changes in their lives, ready to do better and be better than they were last year.
 
But then February comes...and many people find themselves falling back into the same old habits, the same old routine. The motivation is gone, the excitement of a new year is gone. Many will give up and think, "Well, I failed on that resolution...maybe next year."
 
But the thing is, it doesn't take a new year to make a change. EVERY single day you get that chance! Each day is another chance to do better, whether it's with our health, our finances, our attitude, how we treat others, or our relationship with God.
 
It doesn't matter what you did yesterday, how bad you messed up, or the mistakes you made, because every day you get a new chance and an opportunity to do better.  Every day you wake up is a fresh start. Don't waste it! Don't be a "tomorrow" person. Take action and make the change TODAY.
 
And you don't have to rely on your own strength. Let God help you; let God renew your mind and control your thoughts; let Him transform you and make you into the person He created you to be. With His strength and power, you CAN change.
 
Psalm 105:4
"Seek the Lord and his strength; seek his presence continually!"
 
Romans 12:2
"Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let
God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think."

 
 You don't need a new year, or a new month, or a new week to make a change.
All you need is a NEW DAY.

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