Fitting title as the year 2015 recently came into being. Not long ago we welcomed in the new millennium with cheers, toasts of water and pop (high school in IN people, please), and some jokester in the breaker box flipping the switch to confirm our worst fears that the world did indeed end as the calendar turned to 2000. Crazy right, kinda makes 2025 not seem so far away, nor so impossible a number to attain. Similar, I feel, to the ever increasing age of "old"...was 40, then 50...now I dare say 80 sounds old. I'm sure I'll re-up when I hit 60.
So, what's this new year gonna bring? Endless possibilities await us at every corner. Will this be the year the Colts make the superbowl? Will my knight in shining armor arrive? Will the coyote win the chase after my dog? Will AT&T finally have a reasonable offer on internet that operates faster enough to load streaming tv? The woes of a 1st world society I suppose, minus the coyote chasing your dog thing...I feel that is at least 2nd world, 3rd if my dog was actually tough in any way.
I rarely have new years resolutions, if so, they are things I am doing anyway, just minor adjustments that need to be made to an already existing protocol. This year is the same. After much deliberation I feel my quietness of the soul times need some boosting. Maybe add a 5 minute reflection on the day and how I saw Jesus at work as I lay in bed listening to the traffic drone and occasional punchis punchis music booming next door. These things, the intangibles, the immeasurable are always the most challenging. I can tell you 100% or not if I completed a 30 min workout or trained for a triathlon (all of which are happening this year as well), but try to pin me down on if I truly quieted by spirit enough to hear the still small voice inside...well...uuuhhh...did you see the college football championships last night!?! What do you want to do this weekend? Who wants to come over and play? I mean, come on, really, really.?
All in all, yes. New year, new me. Quiet, reflective, but still a bundle of joy awaiting you on your doorstep anytime you ask me over. Talk about another phenom of our generation, no commitment...more on that later...
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