New Year Resolutions
As
with most New Years, I silently create a list of resolutions in my head. The
number one resolution, to lose weight. You see, I have struggled with my weight
from the time I was a little girl. I first noticed in Junior High school.
(Middle School for those too young to remember Junior High) While all of the
cool girls were wearing size 2 Guess jeans, I stuffing myself into size 7’s. By
the 9th grade (still in Junior High, because High School did not
start until 10th grade), my weight became a huge issue, in my own
head. I, at the urging of another friend, started skipping meals and basically
spending my days hungry. Thankfully, I have a very attentive Dad, and he
noticed very quickly what was happening. One evening, while sitting in his
chair, facing the TV, as I was walking behind him, he said something to this
effect.
“Rhonda,
I don’t know what you are doing? I don’t know if you are taking uppers or
downers, or whatever you are doing, but if it doesn’t stop, I’m taking you to
the doctor to be drug tested.” I had a healthy fear of my Father, still do, so
thankfully that was all it took.
So
with this story in mind, I wonder, how long have I hoped for the perfect size
and what is that? If a size 7 was not the perfect size, then what is or was?
…….There is no one
righteous, not even one.
Romans 3:10
The
truth is, I have never been happy with my weight. I have never had a goal, only
that I am smaller so I look like the perfect girl. We all look at the woman on
the cover of the magazine or the woman advertising the newest health craze and
long to look like her. Truth, we don’t want to put the hours in to look like
her. It takes hours of working out, dieting, and dedication to look like those
women. Or, photo shop. I am a real person, with a 40 hour a week job and an
hour and a half round trip commute. I leave my house at 7 and get home at 5:30
if I am lucky. I cook dinner, wash clothes, help with homework, taxi kids to
various events, and then try to relax before doing it all again. I love when
someone says, you need to make time for yourself. Just carve out an hour a day,
or 30 minutes, wake up earlier….. Sigh…and
deep breathe….
Like
the scripture above, that reminds us that not one of us is righteous, not one
of us is perfect. There was only one. This year, instead of making a New Year’s
list of resolutions, how about make a prayer list of things you need the Father
to help you with. Make it realistic.
For
example, I am drinking black coffee this morning with a calorie fee, sugar fee,
and fat free splash of caramel. I have a prayer request into the Father and
removing certain things from my diet may help. I’m not trying to lose weight,
although if eating a healthier diet, sheds a few pounds, I will not complain. I
will need God’s help and I know that only He can.
For all have sinner and fall
short of the glory of God.
Romans 3:23
Seek
God’s advice when setting a resolution this year. Is it God’s will for you or
is it your will for you? Last year, 2015 Rhonda, wrote a silly note for 2016
Rhonda. In the note I told myself the things I hoped that 2016 would bring.
There were 4 things listed and God provided one. The other three, He is still
being faithful, and I am still trusting. If you create a list of things you
hope to accomplish in 2017, don’t get to down on yourself if you don’t achieve
them. We all seek to have a perfect life, instead of just enjoying the life we
have.
This
year, I started with black coffee and it’s not too bad. Once I got past the
first cup, the second one was better and number three is about to be even
better. God will see you through. Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and the
rest will fall into place.
Heavenly Father, Thank you
for 2016. A year of growth, knowledge, and failure. I praise you for giving me
the courage to start a blog and for seeing me through a very dark time. Just in
time you provided a new job and I am forever grateful. We all have expectations
of the new year, Father, I pray we seek you and let our expectations, be your
desires. Amen.
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