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New Years Anticipation

We all know about the resolution stuff.
Every December 31st we faithfully think about what went wrong this past year, and about what we can do this new year to make it better. We think about ourselves, our situations, our hopes and dreams and from that colorful canvas, we try to pull out some key components and loyally promise to change or fullfill them.

Yeah...

How's that going for you?

Hopefully better then it goes for me. I start out with strong intentions, and by the end of the year, the backwards path is littered with them and I am in the same place where I started. Maybe because they were the wrong ones?  Needless to say, most end of Decembers, I just get depressed about last year's failed resolutions, and never even get to the new year ones.
So this year, I'm going to try something new. Instead of mindlessly pursuing the acceptable norm (and failing it), I'm going to go out on a limb. How about, instead of resolution, I shoot for anticipation.
I mean, seriously, when in life is anything really resolved? And why would we want it to be? We endlessly try to label, define and control our lives. If only I changed my hairstyle, I would get a better job. If only I stopped eating donuts I would lose 30 lb. and get a better social life. If only I was a better person, I would have had a healthy baby. Those thoughts aren't based in reality because if they were, we would all have perfect lives and never experience any hardships. So how would penning a simple list once a year magically erase our troubles? And every year we can just close and seal the file, wipe our hands in relief and get to start over?  Like an old teacher of mine used to say, "close but no cigar." It's good to think about it, but lets try it from another angle.
Here is how I'm going to do it:
 I resolve this year, to face my life with more joyful anticipation of all the things that will happen to me and my family, our friends and neighbors, known and unknown. The good, the bad, and the freakily terrifying; all, I will try to meet with peace, because in everything there is the lesson of love.
  Life is like a shot in the dark, and God is the archer, and our choices and hearts is the wind that steers the arrow. Where are we going? Lets pray in anticipation that this coming new year, our arrows will fly just a little bit higher, a little bit truer than last years, and that guided by our faithful anticipation, we will face whatever comes to pass with peaceful joy and grace.

Happy New Year everyone!
With all our love and prayers! Leo, Justin, Nika (& Cat) and Anna





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  1. Happy New Year to all of you, as well( & the cat) With love & prayers...all IS possible:-)

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  2. HAPPY NEW YEAR...
    really cute pic

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