And we can break through,
though torn in two we can be one.
I will begin again, I will begin again. – “New Year’s Day” – U2
A friend of mine recently told me she chucked her tradition of stating New Year’s resolutions and instead decided on a new tradition of focusing on a “themed” word for the New Year. It’s hard keeping resolutions. Perhaps because such lofty sentences feel —well like a sentence.
So she decided to pick a theme for the year such as MINDFULNESS, or RISK-TAKING, or FORGIVENESS. You get the idea. She’d purposely focus on a character trait she wished to see magnified in herself.
I like the idea so much I’ve decided to adopt the idea of my own. Three words keep floating up in my stream of consciousness. I don’t feel like I picked them. They picked me. Which is another reason to abandon the “make a resolution” concept, it’s just one more thing for me to attempt to control when in reality, none of us have as much control as we wish to have or think we might.
These are MY THREE LITTLE WORDS for 2014:
RECONNECT: 2013 was the most difficult year of my life, but it was also a year of miracles. It’s ironic that God always plants the miracles in the middle of your deepest sorrows, hardest storms, and silent suffering. But seeds of hope always yield good fruits when sewn in tears and watered in love. I had the privilege of both suffering and miracles this year, but in the process I’ve pulled away from people who I know love me. I want to find my way back. I may not be who I was, but my heart is unchanged. It’s stronger than ever and ready to reconnect with those I love and who love me.
Who do you need to reconnect with this year? Do you have relationships that need mending? It’s hard to humble yourself sometimes or go first in reaching out. Do it anyway my inner spirit cries, even though it is so hard for you.
CHERISH: I am trying to spend more time praying that God will prioritize my priorities rather than me setting the agenda. I want to cherish real people not just cyber connections limited to Facebook. That’s a hard one. Sometimes it’s easier to just tap out a facsimile of a relationship than to actually flesh out a real one. Real ones are bumpy, annoying sometimes, hurtful, and well—just very real. It’s easy to want to retreat to our collective shared diary and catch the news and pics of those we don’t know that well and distract ourselves from taking time to know better the flesh and blood under our own rooftop and in our own neighborhood and even extended family.
This year also taught me that time is actually the most valuable commodity we have. We can’t hoard it or hold on to memories; for nothing good nor bad lasts forever. Time: Will we choose to waste it, spend it, or invest it? When we invest it in people, we are showing love. We are giving the gift of being cherished, one of our heart’s most often neglected desires. Whatever I feel I may lack, I pray God grants me the courage to give what little of it I do have away– be it time, energy, or resources.
SPIRIT-LEAD: “Not my will, but thy will”. That whole control thing in life is a hard thing to shake. After all God helps those that help themselves, right? Not exactly. I do feel called to work, give, serve, pray, love. But 2013 taught me this much, if nothing else: Let it go. Let God. Which means sometimes we need to sit still. Rest. Trust.
Our own sanity is like a rope. And you know what? Circumstances beyond your control, coupled with your default emotional thermostat can be a deadly cocktail and you can reach the end of that rope very quickly. Without something bigger than YOU, when you find yourself in a pit, or feeling misunderstood , or unloved, or undervalued– well that can be a lonely place. Trials across time has proved beyond the shadow of a doubt to me that God indeed exists, is good, and above all is in control.
On that thought, I pray that if or when I am tested, I can continue to hold onto that last strand when hanging over a cliff with flames licking at my feet.
Yes, I want to be spirit-lead and worry less about the future, finances, circumstances, or the biggest demon of all: What if?
My head knows that fear is not of God, but my heart forgets sometimes. I love too much sometimes. I don’t love enough. You’re probably the same. And so it goes and so we sometimes suffer.
The secret is not to waste it. Choose your suffering a wise pastor taught me.
Reconnect. Cherish. Be spirit lead. These are my New Year’s resolutions, my small humble prayers I shall utter each day, my big ideas—all planted in three little words.
Blessings in 2014 to you. You too are loved.
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