Wednesday, January 1, 2014

New Year

It is, once again, the time  for mismatched broken promises made to ourselves. A list of unrealistic expectations and competitive aspirations. Most of which will be forgotten not even half way through completion. This year in chorus with all the others has a list of similar goals and resolutions, from myself, and maybe you too.  I, however, also have list of personal goals that I would like to think will not be shelved with my other incomplete resolutions, that now are thickly blanketed in dust.

I aspire, this year to comfortably and proudly be myself. Not making excuses for perceived inadequacies, but instead standing firm in the knowledge that I'm not inanimate; I am growing, and growth takes time. Always striving for the very best but accepting imperfection with grace and gratitude.

I aspire to constantly better the lives of those around me, by  allowing the glow of Jesus Christ to shine through. A life lived only to better itself is purely wasteful.

I aspire to not waste my time. To allow each moment to be purposefully and deliberately chosen for the betterment of my life and the lives of others.

I aspire to sing. Not in fearful whispers, but in proud, possibly off-key, but fervent, expression of joy and praise.

I aspire to make time for the Lord each and every day. Whether it be quiet prayer or thoughtful study of His word. He deserves my undivided attention.

I aspire to fiercely guard my tongue. Every statement of negativity or judgement requires at least 5 positive counterparts. A simpler approach would be to avoid the negativity to begin with. Our self esteems are so weak and fragile, and you cannot demand someone feel better about themselves by first telling them that they shouldn't.

I aspire to learn something new every chance that I can, even when it requires humbling myself to do so. If you are too proud to learn than your pride is without foundation.


I aspire to love. Always. Without exception.


I aspire to be an obedient wife. I am impulsive and free spirited. I never intend to disrespect my husband, but intentions mean nothing if they don't have positive results. I want him to know just how much I respect, admire, and adore him.


Now with all these aspirations it's undoubtable that I'm going to need some help. I cannot do this on my own.

I aspire to pray for help every single day, at least  once.


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