The Easiest, Almost-Not-Fair Resolution We’re Dying For This Year
Blueberries swell inside vanilla cake batter, creeping higher in the square metal pan. The oven and refrigerator hiss and hum a rumbling life behind me. My family’s voices lilt and lift throughout the house, readying for a New Year’s Eve party out with church friends in an hour.
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Toppling on a pile of papers beside me, I see the dvd collection of a Bible study series by Beth Moore on First and Second Thessalonians. I’ve been binge-watching the last three episodes, racing to finish the messages before our church must pass them on to another group that has reserved them. In a Texan accent, Beth animatedly talks nodding-women-viewers through the last chapters of Thessalonians, and I scribble notes in my workbook, pausing to carefully spell out the occasional Greek words she displays on the screen.
And this is it, I can feel it. This hunger in my bones. If ever there was a resolution to be chased, this is it: To make consistent time to dig deeper in God’s word; to sink deeper into a God who whispers his delight in us, his love for us, and his promise that he is enough; that we are made whole in him.
In a world where men censor this fear behind mute mouths, and women whisper it in tremulous words to safe friends, the fear of Not Being Enough reigns high. Not being good enough, not being man enough or woman enough, not being the spouse or the parent you long to be — the terms vary per person but the sentiments remain. The anxious, nagging lie sinks teeth deep into our hearts: You are not good enough. You must do more.
And we hear it, this push to Be More, to Do More, To Accomplish more. And you can, if you want to! I will cheer you on warmly. We all have goals and dreams, I agree.
But, if this anxious fearful lie has sunk its cold into your heart and spirit, sapping energy and hope, then it is not dream’s vigor. It is not motivating or encouraging.
You are delighted in. You are loved, smiled at, desired, chased after, pursued, and wooed. You have a God who is running after you. Stop. Sink into his presence and his love for you. Find rest.
This year, push aside the distractions, the voices. Grab your Bible and pen and slide into the Creator’s presence. And me? I will be right there with you, pen in hand, nodding and scribbling to keep up.