A new year and an opportunity to start over. Or at least that’s what I want to believe and I celebrate on New Year’s Eve. (Actually, I don’t “do” New Year’s Eve because 39 years ago on New Year’s Day I gave birth to my first child. And ever since then it has been about making her day special – set apart from all the other festivities.)
However, at 11:59 PM on December 31st no big eraser comes and all things become new. I’d like to think I have new energy to do those things I didn’t do last year. Oh, I may have new resolve but if I am honest, my history tells me it doesn’t carry me very far into the new year. I may have made new plans, new goals, new ideas, hopefully, new opportunities. But like so many of us, I will fall back into old patterns and habits. And I will feel defeated – once again.
No. The old me came into the new year. I don’t make resolutions any more because I know my own history. I fail miserably at any resolution. And resolutions really tend to be self-focused: what I will do, what I want. Self-improvement.
This year I have decided, not resolved, to read through the Bible again – using the Daily Walk Bible. A group of us from my church are doing it together. Encouraging each other and holding each other accountable. It will be a challenge not to get behind as I travel this year but I know it will be a special endeavor. (A couple of years ago I read through the Bible in The Message. It was like ready a good novel!)I am eager to catch up with Abraham, Moses, David, Nahum, Malachi, John, Peter, Paul and of course, Jesus. Renewing old friendships. Gleaning new insights. Seeing things I haven’t seen before. An adventure.
Won’t you join me?
(I see a determination in “decided” that I don’t see or feel in “resolve”!)