January 2, 2025

A Prayer for a New Beginning

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Do you long for a fresh start? In Christ, we have hope for abundant life, for light amid darkness. This is a prayer for a new beginning. Join in Scripture reading, confession, repentance, and hope as we look to our Savior.

Psalm 51: A Psalm of David (vv.1, 3, 4, 6, 7–12, 14, 17)

Have mercy on me, O God,
    according to your steadfast love;
according to your abundant mercy
    blot out my transgressions.

For I know my transgressions,
    and my sin is ever before me.
Against you, you only, have I sinned
    and done what is evil in your sight,
so that you may be justified in your words
    and blameless in your judgement.

Behold, you delight in truth in the inward being,
    and you teach me wisdom in the secret heart.

Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
    wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Let me hear joy and gladness;
    let the bones that you have broken rejoice.
Hide your face from my sins,
    and blot out all my iniquities.
Create in me a clean heart, O God,
    and renew a right spirit within me.
Cast me not away from your presence,
    and take not your Holy Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of your salvation,
    and uphold me with a willing spirit.

Deliver me from blood guiltiness, O God,
    O God of my salvation,
    and my tongue will sing aloud of your righteousness.

The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit;
    a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.

Father in heaven, it is 2025, and I see a radiant light with a new sunrise. My eyes open slowly with the breaking of the dawn as I hear the sound “Awake, O sleeper, and rise” that invites me to enter the fray. Immediately, my hands are busy, and my feet preoccupied. Oh Lord, countless tasks are already due, and my limitations compete against it all. I meet the burdens of this year while feeling the weight of how hard 2024 was.

I’m struggling to accept the reality that much of what has been complex in my life remains challenging in the new year. Will I ever have a Christ-like character of hope in you, my Father? I’m ashamed and perplexed by my lifelong struggle with sexual sin. Though I grieve over it, I am lost in the pain of its consequences time and again.

I Need a New Beginning—But How?

I’m discouraged whenever I see how my life is torn by my failures, crushed by familial turmoil, and struck down with the agony of unwise decisions. God, why am I so foolish? This brokenness, this chasm in my heart, is rampant. My soul is weary with considering what lies ahead. Darkness, as it seems, has become my closest friend.

I confess that I’ve spent significant time in worthless pursuits, with the breath of my life forgetting its purpose. This ever-constant enveloping deadness, this world headed toward a pit, and this wicked evil lurking in me all spread a message foreign to your holiness. Oh, Father, have mercy on me! My tears have lingered through the night as I face the vanity and frailty of my humanity. I don’t know what to think, say, or do to find a new beginning here. I searched for you, but I could not find your countenance. Am I hurting alone?

No matter. Here I am, Father, laying my fragmented heart before your throne of grace because I have nowhere else to turn. You promised that you would not leave me as an orphan, so I draw near to you as your adopted child to whom belongs an imperishable inheritance kept in heaven. I want to seek your kingdom with the hope of a child.

Embarking on a New Adventure

You created a world of beauty and wonder; I want to explore it with you. Please fill my life with a renewed sense of purpose in you. Please restore to me the joy of your salvation. Reveal the splendor of standing as a Christian who eagerly waits for Jesus, your Son, to return.

God, I struggle with doubts (Jude 22). But I cling to your mercy proclaiming that my greatest delight, whether at home or work, in the day’s noise or quiet, is to give my life to you. My greatest sorrow would be to find no chance to repent, like Esau, who sold his birthright for a single meal. That is why I no longer wish to delay seeking your peace and blessing now, even though I have lingered among the rubbish heaps (Acts 3; Matt. 4:17). Maybe this is how I understand the paradox of the Christian life—singing with a voice that is “sorrowful, yet always rejoicing” as I dwell in the company of laughter and adversity (2 Cor. 6:10; Eccl. 7).

It is this heart that I wish to cultivate in your presence—sharing with brothers and sisters the good I have received from you while grieving the brokenness of this world. I have faith that you still use a broken jar of clay like me, even applying my pain and suffering as an ointment to those who are hurting. I believe you can answer my prayer for a new beginning.

The Profound Mystery of God’s Providence

I do not fully understand how all this works, Lord. But I am amazed to witness you tirelessly work all things together for the good of those who love you. You have always been faithful. Always. My heart cannot deny it.

So, use me as an instrument in your hands because, though I have not seen you, I love you. Your forbearance teaches me to hope for what I cannot see. With the great cloud of witnesses, I fix my gaze on your Son, whose infinite love healed my wounds. I plead that you may press your hands against my chest, like the thin layer of snow resting atop the frozen grass, to give me a heart of flesh. You are the only one who can do that and cover the arrival of this new year with your glory.

Father, Hear My Prayer for a New Beginning

Words herein are crystalline, revealing the heart’s innermost affections. The canvas of 2025 needs vibrant colors of green, yellow, red, and blue as, like the morning dew, I yearn for renewal in you and to walk in the light of Christ. By your grace, please provide such colors as I take a leap of faith to be and do what you will.

Lord, you are the one who forgives and gives all that I need. So, in this prayer for a new beginning, grant me the strength to forgive and give to others as if it’s my last opportunity. I no longer wish to leave behind the relationships that have been hurt and need your restoration. Help me to love as you have loved, and faithfully respond to the gospel in season and out of season as one who has the mind of Christ.

Father, you sent the light of the world, Jesus Christ, to us in the most vulnerable and ordinary way. It is in your light that we see light. So, grant me the courage to follow you in the darkest times. You test the genuineness of my faith through trials. I hope to shine your light through my life, like a city on a hill that cannot be hidden, bringing others to praise you, Lord God. I long to rest in your providence solely because you are the giver of peace that is not of this world. In this prayer for a new beginning, I long to  enduringly worship you. And, much like the apostle Paul, who fought the good fight, I pray you may teach me how to be brought low and how to abound until my heart sings with confidence that I am new and found—no longer imprisoned by old idols, nor lost.

Please nourish my heart by the power of your Word and establish the work of my hands, because my days are numbered. I seek you knowing your dwelling place is with your people.

Father, I echo this covenant prayer of John Wesley—another prayer for a new beginning:

I am no longer my own, but yours. Put me to what you will, place me with whom you will. Put me to doing, put me to suffering. Let me be put to work for you or set aside for you. Praised for you or criticized for you. Let me be full, let me be empty. Let me have all things, let me have nothing. I freely and fully surrender all things to your glory and service. And now, O wonderful and holy God, Creator, Redeemer, and Sustainer, you are mine, and I am yours. So be it. And the covenant which I have made on earth, let it also be made in heaven. In Jesus Name, Amen.

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Yohan Huh Prudente

Men's Ministry Staff

Yohan is on the Men’s Ministry staff at Harvest USA. Yohan grew up in South Korea and Brazil with missionary parents who labored with church plant ministries. He graduated from Westminster Theological Seminary and lives with his beloved wife, in the greater Philadelphia area.

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