I have never been the biggest fan of New Years Resolutions. To me, they seem like a reason to get depressed. So, it’s been a good long while since I’ve made any.
We had to put Grandpa’s dog down the other day. And it hurt. Even though he wasn’t our dog, I still remember when, as a puppy, he’d take naps with my dad. And I remember when Grandpa was training him with the sheep. And I remember how much he loved to chase those sheep. And I remember how I always thought we should name him Jackrabbit instead of Rocket because when he ran, he looked like an oversized jackrabbit.
And, while I was remembering ole Roc, as we called him, I started remembering me. God started showing me things that I really could work on. Like I really could stop being so much of a pessimist; a little joy and happiness certainly couldn’t hurt anything. And I really could start smiling more. Ok, yeah, a lot more. And when I have extra time, maybe I should stop focusing on getting ahead in my schoolwork and more on my sisters who I, if I somehow go to college right away, will not be seeing everyday in a rapidly coming three years. And maybe I shouldn’t try to rush my sister through chores so much. Maybe I should slow down a little and make my goal ‘spending quality time with sister’ instead of ‘getting done ASAP so I can do something else’.
Ok, so yeah, back to my statement about New Years Resolutions. I think I’ll make them just a little bit late.
- Joyfulness is contagious; smile and laugh more often.
- I’m homeschooled: I can do school forever and ever and no one will ever notice or care, but my sisters will not be around that long; play and hang out.
- My dear sister is more important than the laundry; slow down and make sure she knows it.
- God has forgiven me; when I mess up, I will not be depressed. I will get back up and go at it again.
And since I so hate New Years Resolutions, I’m not going to call it that. I’m going to call them Set-Apart Resolutions. I am trying to be set apart for God, and these are my resolutions for Him.