My Yes-olutions
I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. Haven’t for at least 10 years I’m sure. There is something about making a promise that you know you will probably break come February. Or worse yet, January 2. So why am I feeling so inspired to make “resolutions” (I really don’t like that word) today? I guess it’s all the talk on Facebook and Twitter about fresh starts, and new beginnings. Good ol' January 1. Or maybe my perspective has changed in the last month. I’ve realized that I’m in my final 11-or-so months of ministry here in Caracas before I head to Canada for home assignment (ie: furlough if you’re old-school), and I really want to make the best of this time because I know it will go by super-fast. And I want to land in Canada content to just be me and be where I am….not like a plane heading down for a crash landing, a wounded soldier dragging himself on one arm or a figure skater who’s quadruple jump has gone horrib...