Sometimes New Year’s resolutions tend to be a bit more fantasy than reality based but this year, I thought I’d give it a go and write a list of my own. Hopefully my feet were planted firmly on the ground when writing them, if not, no worries—it just might be an adventurous year than! (some are serious—some are silly!)
- Learn to play the guitar.
- Practice honesty—often. Even and especially when telling little white lies would be easier.
- Give others the benefit of doubt—be less cynical about human nature. Rediscover hope.
- See Jesus more as a communal Savior than merely a personal one. Yes, His death and resurrection covers my sins but it also invites not only me into relationship with Him but with all others who have equally been washed in His blood. My faith is not only between me and Jesus but must be lived out between me and my fellow man/woman.
- Get another tattoo. (look Mom—I’m giving more warning this time—no more surprises—aren’t you proud!
- Learn to give with a joyous, generous heart and not out of obligation or guilt. So often—daily—I am asked for money or for help with something that eventually real requests fall on deaf ears as my energy for listening to others burdens is sapped dry. I find myself often just saying “no sorry, I can’t help” in the nicest way possible without really considering the person or the situation.
- Learn to receive with a gracious, humble heart. I’m discovering that I’m much better at giving then receiving—when giving I’m in a position of power, of superiority over the receiver—receiving calls for being vulnerable and often admitting need—sometimes my pride gets in the way of allowing others to give to me.
- Steer clear of the mall, avoid shopping there. Buy second-hand.
- Leave my days of slaughtering chickens behind. Two was enough for me. Considering becoming a vegetarian.
- Say to people “I’ll pray for you”…and actually do it.
ANOTHER ……..TATTOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you are forgetting one
11.Stay in the U.S. at least for the holidays(my b-day)
Megan,
I think it is a great thing that you are being honest with your life and yourself. Like what you said about the chickens and how that affects other perspectives in your life. This might sound garbled and random. I just stopped by to see how you are doing over there and I’m in a weird mood, so off I go on this.
I hate being surrounded by people in NY and feeling so alone. I feel like someone just needs to touch me, my shoulder, my arm so that I can feel the warmth of something real.
Anyway, I like to see a little of what you are up to, because it helps me have a little sense of perspective with something different. Sorry this is so random, I know we haven’t talked in forever.
Hope all is well-
Kelsey
Hey Meg-
I just killed my first chicken the other week! Remind me to tell you about my experiences with the machete.
Hugs and much love,
Jenna