By Kim-Marie Coon
It’s the new year. New year. New choices. Some people call them resolutions, but I don’t like that term. Resolution seems like a word that will set you up and let you down. Why not call it a choice? I choose to get myself healthier this year. It’s a choice, I don’t have to do it, but I want to. I choose to buckle down in my studies this year. I chose to go to school, I now choose to spend more time doing the work.
But what if I take it a step farther? What if I choose to have a more Christ-like attitude? What if I choose to try to see others as God sees them? I can choose to reflect God’s grace towards me on to other people. I can choose to cut that driver ahead of me some slack when they don’t seem to understand the basic rules of the road. Because, really, like I’ve never pulled a stupid move. I could choose to let it go and not cause more problems. What if I choose to try to see the other guy’s side in a disagreement? The world could use more empathy. Or what if I choose to pay a stranger a compliment – I think her outfit is stylin’, what’s keeping me from saying that out loud, maybe make her day? We can all use better days.
Here’s my big choice though, I’m going to choose to trust God for everything. What’s holding me back? It’s not like I /like/ worrying about the stuff I can’t control (or frequently the stuff I can). What if I choose to say, “Hey God, I can’t handle this, you deal with it”? Do I doubt He can do it better than me? Even God’s worst is better than my best. God has been so faithful to me, especially during the sordid episode I call the last 21 months of my life. He has shown me over and over that He’s there, He knows me and He cares what happens to me. How many examples do I need to know that He’s going to handle the next thing, too? The world can be a pretty scary place. I can choose to be afraid of what the future may bring, or I can choose to trust God to have good plans for me. I’m going to choose to trust God.
Happy (and trusting) New Year, everybody!