While washing the ash out of my hair this morning (thanks to our fun with legal explosives last night) and scrubbing the mud off my shoes this afternoon (thanks to the location–safe but wet), I contemplated the joys of ending one year and beginning a new one. For some of us each day is a completely new beginning, complete with God’s new mercies. However, I must admit to a sense of renewal each time we come to January 1st. I even got over my “making-new-year’s-resolutions-is-so-old” attitude and make them, too. (Does this mean I’m old now?)
What did I resolve this year? To stop thinking about myself, basically. To serve others. Wouldn’t most of us like to be that kind of person? If only it didn’t take so much work to become (and remain) so. Of course, God took me up on my offer to be this person and provided me with ample opportunity.
So instead of spending my day in quiet reflection, contemplating the best way to write down on my resolutions and goals for the new year, I spent two hours cleaning a shower (yeah, it was really that bad) and the rest of my day helping with my younger siblings. (Can’t complain…the baby is too much fun.)
And while this is not how I would have chosen to spend my day, I find that I have spent the day acting on my newly-founded resolutions. God knew best after all, eh? How does He do that?
a Happy New Year to all, and to all, a good night.
PennyDaisy 