The end of the year is a time of reflection for most people. Myself included. Sometimes, a celebration of the accomplishments and joy of the past year. Sometimes, a time of looking back on regrets and disappointments, refusing to allow this "next year" to fall into that same pattern. The New Year is often a statement of "letting go", "moving on", "going after what you really want" (which in a skewed sense reminds me of Phil 3:13), but more often then not we make it about, becoming a version of yourself that you would rather be. Almost a way of saying, I don't really like who I have been the last 20+ years...here's to a quick fix in the next 365 days and turning that all around.
But our lives don't always turn out how we wanted them to, do they.
We lose that job...
He walks out and breaks your heart...
They moved away...
The money doesn't come through in time...
She gets sick and passes away...
We feel lost, alone, confused...
Convinced that "it wasn't supposed to be like this." So at the end of the year, we declare that it won't be like this again. That I am in control of my year. And my hope is in this list that I am writing. That if I accomplish A-Z I will be the better version of me. I won't get that hurt again. I will be "happier".
No.
I don't want my hope to be in myself. Or my accomplishments. Or in becoming the type of person who I have always wanted to be. Heck or even trying to become the version of myself I think that people want. I know that road. It is long and painful, and it is messy to get out of. I don't want to cling to anything besides Him.
Here's the thing. I want Jesus. And as great as resolutions are...I want Jesus, who died for this part of me. The part that is messy, and doubts herself, gets confused, and more often than not has to scream for God to come through in a situation after I royally screw it up. I want the Jesus who died for me, on a cross 2000 years ago, fully aware of what He was doing, and who He was dying for. He died for all of us. Before we "clean ourselves up." Before that thought of, "Well in this next year, I am going to accomplish this list of 5 things...you know...so I can see how God came through...
Stop writing your own story and only allowing God to read over the final draft...because we are upset when He doesn't edit it exactly how we wanted. By creating a list of how we want to see Him come through...we are not allowing Him to come through at all.
It is like allowing Him to read the story over our shoulders, not even letting Him turn the page, when HE IS THE ONE WHO WROTE THE ENTIRE BOOK. He is the author of all creation. He knows what the heck he is doing. My life is a whole lot better in the hands of the Almighty God, than in the hands of myself. That's for dang sure.
I'm tired of praying safe prayers. I'm tired of trying to fit into the world. This week it had clicked for me. We are in the world, not of it. So it is OKAY to feel like this. Heck in John 17 Jesus explains exactly that. As believers, we called to be set apart. It is trying to fit a square peg into a circular hole. WE DON'T FIT.
For the first time in 10 years, I am not making a resolution. I guess I don't really see the reason for it now. How does waking up to His new mercies on December 31st make a difference to waking up to his new mercies on January 1st? Who knows. All I know is every fiber of my being wants to bring Him glory. And I am also aware that I fall short of that every single day. But more than that, I am aware that Jesus is in control of everything. And at the end of the day, that is all I need. I don't need any joy apart from Him. The Father has lavished His love upon us, his creation. He delights in us. And He is the most pleased when we are in communion with Him. So...resolution or not, let us remember our Creator, Savior, and Holy Spirit.
And PRAISE THE LORD for that. Let us not get so caught up in the day to day that we forget what He has brought us out of. Think back to where you were 4 years ago on New Years Eve. Got it? I cannot begin to fathom a God who redeemed myself from the depth of that destruction. Yet I am here. And He still is with me. Goodness my heart is overwhelmed with His love.
Here's to 2014! To God be all the glory.
But our lives don't always turn out how we wanted them to, do they.
We lose that job...
He walks out and breaks your heart...
They moved away...
The money doesn't come through in time...
She gets sick and passes away...
We feel lost, alone, confused...
Convinced that "it wasn't supposed to be like this." So at the end of the year, we declare that it won't be like this again. That I am in control of my year. And my hope is in this list that I am writing. That if I accomplish A-Z I will be the better version of me. I won't get that hurt again. I will be "happier".
No.
I don't want my hope to be in myself. Or my accomplishments. Or in becoming the type of person who I have always wanted to be. Heck or even trying to become the version of myself I think that people want. I know that road. It is long and painful, and it is messy to get out of. I don't want to cling to anything besides Him.
Here's the thing. I want Jesus. And as great as resolutions are...I want Jesus, who died for this part of me. The part that is messy, and doubts herself, gets confused, and more often than not has to scream for God to come through in a situation after I royally screw it up. I want the Jesus who died for me, on a cross 2000 years ago, fully aware of what He was doing, and who He was dying for. He died for all of us. Before we "clean ourselves up." Before that thought of, "Well in this next year, I am going to accomplish this list of 5 things...you know...so I can see how God came through...
Stop writing your own story and only allowing God to read over the final draft...because we are upset when He doesn't edit it exactly how we wanted. By creating a list of how we want to see Him come through...we are not allowing Him to come through at all.
It is like allowing Him to read the story over our shoulders, not even letting Him turn the page, when HE IS THE ONE WHO WROTE THE ENTIRE BOOK. He is the author of all creation. He knows what the heck he is doing. My life is a whole lot better in the hands of the Almighty God, than in the hands of myself. That's for dang sure.
I'm tired of praying safe prayers. I'm tired of trying to fit into the world. This week it had clicked for me. We are in the world, not of it. So it is OKAY to feel like this. Heck in John 17 Jesus explains exactly that. As believers, we called to be set apart. It is trying to fit a square peg into a circular hole. WE DON'T FIT.
For the first time in 10 years, I am not making a resolution. I guess I don't really see the reason for it now. How does waking up to His new mercies on December 31st make a difference to waking up to his new mercies on January 1st? Who knows. All I know is every fiber of my being wants to bring Him glory. And I am also aware that I fall short of that every single day. But more than that, I am aware that Jesus is in control of everything. And at the end of the day, that is all I need. I don't need any joy apart from Him. The Father has lavished His love upon us, his creation. He delights in us. And He is the most pleased when we are in communion with Him. So...resolution or not, let us remember our Creator, Savior, and Holy Spirit.
And PRAISE THE LORD for that. Let us not get so caught up in the day to day that we forget what He has brought us out of. Think back to where you were 4 years ago on New Years Eve. Got it? I cannot begin to fathom a God who redeemed myself from the depth of that destruction. Yet I am here. And He still is with me. Goodness my heart is overwhelmed with His love.
Here's to 2014! To God be all the glory.

