Will we get to see our stats in heaven?
If we do, I can imagine myself cringing,
when the angel walks me to the giant pile of dusty papers
and I slowly realize what they are…
Lists, abandoned
Spreadsheets, forgotten
Plans to Tackle the Problem
Records of Motivation Bursts to meet the Goals
The commitment to, this time, for REAL, get it TOGETHER
I really like coming up with the plans
It gives me delight to stare at a problem and hypothetically dissect it, then plan the approach for dismantling it piece by piece in steady dedication.
It’s the steady dedication part that trips me up.
My engine revs really high on New Year's Eve.
I like to imagine if I just sit for a minute, I will find the right direction to point that energy, and then I can spend the rest of the year zealously chasing down that shiney goal. One night of reflection, the rest of the year for steady progress.
Except that, so far, it has never worked that way.
Life gets in the way, kids get in the way, I get in the way..
Honestly, God gets in the way, too.
If I had the map for the year, I’d feel a bit more in control.
But God and the universe seem to be conspiring to teach me that I’m not.
What if I’m not supposed to feel in control?
What if long-term-goals are not mine to define?
What if I don't get to know what God has on my syllabus for the year?
What if my revving engine needs daily direction and redirection?
This year I’m ditching the long-term list.
Instead, I’m looking at my little daily rhythms and asking my new favorite question:
What helps me stay attuned to God, myself, and others?
Instead of Big Plans,
I’m tweaking little habits,
and trying to hold it all loosely
one day at a time.
2025 my word for the year is Attune
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If you choose a word for the year, I’d love to hear about it!
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