Happy New Year!


I don't want to approach 2013 saying "I hope it's a better year than..." because in my opinion it sets me up to fail.  And worse, what if at the end of 2013 I don't think it was better?  I want to approach 2013 focusing on what was GOOD about the past and pressing on through the trials and difficulties that I am in right now.  I want to approach 2013 with an outlook that I will not just "get through" the year, but that I will make it through because of something greater then anything out there; because of someone greater than me.  I don’t want to just make it through and say “whew, another year, hope 2014 is better.”  I don’t want to miss what lies ahead of me.  I don’t want to breeze past every day like it doesn’t matter.  These words from a song say it better then I ever could “I want to take Your Word and shine it all around. First help me just to live it Lord.  And when I'm doing well, help me to never seek a crown.  For my reward is bringing glory to you.”  This is what I want.  I want to make a difference everywhere I go.  I want people around me to know I have a hope and know why I do.  I want people to realize there is so much more to life then just getting by.  I want to walk in greater freedom and bring others with me.  I want to know that when I get to the end of 2013 I am not the same person I am today, that I made a difference in someone’s life, that I am ever closer to Jesus Christ, that I am stronger then before and that I learned from my wrongs and my rights.  I can’t do this if I simply say, “Hope 2013 is better.”  I can’t just sit back and hope.  I can’t just be “ugh” about the past and expect it to be different.  I know there will be trials.  I know there will be difficult things ahead.  But I also know that God can do wonders with my life; that’s what I want!

                        Happy new year!

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