So, I realized this morning that the times I feel blah the most are the times I go for longer periods without church, or choir rehearsal. I hadn’t been to church since Christmas Eve, and I had a bummer of a week. But this morning, thanks to an especially wonderful service, I feel less mopey.
New Years resolutions. I usually don’t make them, because lets face it I don’t keep them. I had talked before about my resolution this year to better use my talents and my time. Which, when you think about it, is a much easier resolution to keep than say, never eating bad food or working out for three hours every day. And this morning’s sermon just solidified this idea for me; as Pastor Nicolette put it (and I paraphrase): God doesn’t make junk. I am made in His image, and I am His perfect creation. I can’t ever be anything but myself, but I can strive to be the best version of myself. I was put here for a reason, and while I think I might know part of what that reason is, I can keep listening, and keep working at fulfilling that reason.
And as a person at the party I went to last night pointed out- NYE is so much hoopla for just another minute passing on the clock! Which is true. I want to live with a sense of celebrating each moment that I’m alive. Each morning presents a new day to start fresh. Each Sunday closes out another week that has passed, and each Monday we get to try it all again (theoretically speaking). I want to rejoice in each day that the Lord has made, and use them to do what I’m here to do.
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