New Years Day 2012. I've been trying to get to this keyboard all day but things kept distracting me. Good things, family - friends and all the things I love most. I don't know why it never ceases to amaze me how blessed I am. And I wish I could explain why I *know* this coming year is going to be the best yet! I don't know why - but I feel good things are coming.
That being said, I also am aware that it may take a few more tears to get to those good things. This time, however, I'm ready for them. I'm ready to keep feeling every ounce of emotion, experience every joy and every sorrow and take in all life wants to give me. I'm ready for pain. I'm ready for elation. I'm ready to be molded into what God wants me to be!
It is also a time many make resolutions. I have made a few myself in the past. I was also going over and over in my mind, what I would resolve to do this year. However, I realized that pretty much every time I've made a resolution, I've failed. And actually when I did not make a resolution, then my year went more smoothly. Seems to me, resolutions just set us up for failure. And why not? We are human - we fail - we fail a lot - we fail more than we succeed. That doesn't have to be a negative however. Failure is good. It's how we learn.
I'm so very thankful for my failure. Because of it, I have realized that life can no longer be about me. Life is about what God can do through me. I'm merely a vessel and if I will submit and let Him use me - AND my failures - He will do powerful things.
This year marked the biggest failure of my life. It was gut-wrenching. But I learned so much through it - most of all that I can't do this thing called life on my own. Instead of resolutions, I choose promises. Not promises I make to others or even to God. I choose to dwell on promises God has made to ME. This year I have chosen to embrace Proverbs 3:5-6:
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.
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