The sand is running out on 2012 with the hourglass turning once again with the potential of 525,000 minutes in 2013. Rather than looking at the coming year I am attempting to fill my minutes rather than hours and days, because I have not been promised my next minute. Not trying to be a wet blanket on the upcoming parties to celebrate the New Year, but I have been reminded of time this week.
Not what am I going to do next fall when my favorite 4 year old goes to Kindergarten and I’m out of a job. Not where am I going on vacation in July. Not what am I going to do during the doldrum months of this winter. I don’t want to live my life by my watch or check my clock every few minutes to see how much time has passed. I want to live 2013 between the sunrise and sunset of each day given to me.
No New Year’s resolutions for me but I do want to
- hate my own sin
- fear the Lord
- walk in a constant state of need for Christ
- love the gospel every minute
and I want to be a better wife to the friend and husband I have known since 1980. More compassionate and less critical, more understanding and less judgemental. Smothering my marriage of 27 years with 1 Corinthians 13 love.
So friends, Happy New Year. If you don’t know Jesus, may this be the year you do.