I love the time between Christmas and New Years. For me it has always been a kind of quiet, contemplative time. A time to sit in front of the fire with a much anticipated new book. A time to reflect on the past year and reevaluate goals for the new one.
Now that the school supplies have been broken in and well used, it’s a time to break open a crisp new calendar, planner and journal. The unmarked pages lie full of hope and promise. Perhaps a colorful new pen and some stickers and stamps with which to decorate the record of a life. I know it will be another year where the pages of the calendar turn too quickly, the jobs in the planner will never get all crossed off, and the journal may not be written in as often as I’d like. But just for these few nights, I will reflect, and plan, and look forward joyfully to a fresh start.
I will try to be more realistic with my goals, flexible with my plans, more disciplined in my work.
I will worry less and pray more.
I will smile until I feel like smiling.
I will try a little harder to see and serve Jesus, especially in those I don’t like.
I will sacrifice some of my excess and even, sometimes, some of my necessities, so that someone else may have basic comforts of food, shelter,clothing or education.
I will try to remember to make the best of every situation I find myself in, and if possible, to have fun with it. Even if others are determined that I should not.
I will play music, and read books, and walk in the woods.
I will share all these things with my children.
I will try to leave my little corner of the world a better place.