I want to be better. A better servant, a better listener, a better cook,a better daughter, a better hugger, a better leader, a better talker, a better confronter, a better example, a better friend, a better lover, a better yogini, a better dancer, a better go-getter, a better sister, a better laugher, a better companion.
- Have a 15 minute morning devotion before I get out of bed
- Learn to knit
- Own a pair of great boots
- Run a 5k
- Read my textbooks
- Get a summer job
- Cook five new recipes
- Read 12 books
- Try two new vegetables
- Eat an apple a day
- Talk on the phone more (instead of text messaging)
- Discover new music
- Go out of my way to perform acts of service
- Make homemade lemonade
- Talk to my mother
everydayfive times a week, just because I can
- Have intentional conversation. Lots of it.
somelots of spontaneity
- Travel somewhere above Kentucky
If I don’t complete all those bulleted things, I’m telling you right now, I’m okay with that, because that’s just what they are: items on a list, things that don’t matter unless I choose to give them life. But the other stuff- it matters, either way. It matters because I am a servant, a follower, of Jesus Christ. It matters because I am a leader, because people watch me. It matters because I am about to be given 365 opportunities to make decisions and to wake up and put my hands in the Lord’s. Some days I’ll succeed, some days I won’t, but if I don’t grow at all? Well, then 2011 will be a waste of more hours than I care to calculate. If I don’t further the kingdom in the next 12 months, then I’m just taking up air, not fulfilling my purpose. The incredible thing is that my purpose isn’t yours, and only I can do it. My place is me-shaped, and I was meant for it. And if I do all of that and come out with a few homemade scarves and a glass of lemonade, well, then, I couldn’t really ask for more.