Resolutions. I haven’t really thought about any this new year. There are things to improve and plans for the year, but I haven’t designated anything as my resolutions.
I mostly want this year to be about finding joy in simplicity.
A couple of days ago, I had this really great moment. I was sitting on the cement of my open garage with a chilled Diet Pepsi in my hand, the breeze blowing and the sun warming my face. A chubby, naked Teadora was sitting a couple of feet away from me in her colorful blow up pool, chattering nonsense to nobody. Brandon was somewhere inside, cleaning up the Christmas clutter because he knew it would make me happy.
I remember clearly thinking, “Wow, this is such a nice moment.”
Because it was simple. None of the regular stresses. My family was together, the holidays had come and gone easily enough, and we were all rested, happy, and healthy. I really enjoyed it, and I think it’s because I wasn’t thinking about what we needed to get done or where we’re headed next. I was just letting the moment happen. Stifling the voices that tell me to worry or plan or overload.
It was peaceful.
God has whispered a lot of promises to me over the last month. Things that make me excited for what He’s going to do with our family this year. Life changing things. Adventuring things. Encouraging things. But what He continues to tell me most clearly is to keep things simple. Don’t over-complicate. Don’t try to work everything out ahead of time. Trust. Trust Him to do what He promises.
And I think that’s where the joy of this year will come. Trusting God to follow through on the things He’s promised me already. It’s not going to always be practical or easy or clean, but He is good. All the time. He has never failed me, and there is no reason to worry that He will now.
“Not a single one of all the good promises the Lord had given to the family of Israel was left unfulfilled; everything he had spoken came true.” (Joshua 21:45)
Trust. That’s a good enough resolution for me.
