The 2014 list contains the usual. Get organized! Lose weight! Get healthy! Be nicer, love more, talk less, listen more. But this year, it is written only in my good intentions, not on a page. I have more important things to ponder this year.
I do love journals. Especially ones that are almost too pretty to write in. In my house, they are stashed everywhere so that any brilliant thought can be immediately recorded. (If I could just find a pen!) If you opened the journal randomly, the entries have no rhyme or reason and there certainly is no chronological order to the pages within.
Except for one thing.
Most, if not all of them have a first page that reads something like this…
“God, it’s been _____________________ (fill in the blank) since my last confession. (No, I’m not Catholic) Lord, please forgive me. I know I need to ____________________________________ (fill in the blank) more. I resolve to do better. Thank you for loving and forgiving me. Amen. P.S. This is Kim”
Then the next page might be sermon notes, a grocery list, plans for how to transform my life, notes on the great American novel I plan to write, etc., etc.
Blah. Blah. Blah.
Then Life happens. The just begun journal is set aside or left in the car or lost under a pile of books or mail or maybe the dog ate it. It’s all happened.
Until the next journal where I repeat the same process. A new journal equals a fresh start and another chance to “get it right” this time.
This year, I’m thinking about differently.
I love the cute commercials on TV called “It’s not complicated.” The ones with the little kids saying incredibly funny things while the man somehow keeps a straight face even with the cute factor is rising. This was a new one and the little boy opined that he was going to make a New Years Revolution!
It ended up that his plan was to eat more jelly beans (which isn’t a bad idea if you are a jelly belly lover) but that phrase has circled my mind and burrowed into my heart as we savored the Saviors’ birth at Christmas and rang in the New Year with friends.
What if this was the year that people who call themselves Christians drank deep at the well of grace and began a New Year Revolution?
Because God knows, this world needs it. It needs people who say what they mean and mean what they say. It needs people who walk the walk and talk the talk. People who not only throw open the church doors wide and say, “Here! Here it is! The love you’ve been looking for! Let us love you! Here. The bread of life! Here.” but also a people who go out–to the highways and the byways to share the Good News and to love! The lost. The broken. The sick. The ugly. Those we don’t understand and those we do.
Recently my pastor preached about Christmas and why God announced it to the shepherds. The lowest of the low. The smelly and the untouchable. And he said something very profound about why God calls us the sheep of His pasture. He said, “Sheep can’t even clean themselves. Neither can we.”
Amen. I’m merely a sheep who found a shepherd to do what I could not.
For too long, we have expected the world to look like us, believe like us, smell like us, and to clean themselves up before they come to us.
What if we started a New Years Revolution that loved them right where they are and let Jesus do the work of the cross?
If a small group of uneducated men turned the world upside down simply by following the command of Christ to “go and do likewise” couldn’t we do the same?
Yeah. I still plan to lose weight and get organized but I am also planning to drink deeply from the well of grace and mercy. To bring up the bucket overflowing with joy and to pour it out so I can pull the bucket up again. My to-do list for 2014 is a prayer list–praying for God to revolutionize my life by loving like He did. And I’m praying my friends, you’ll do the same.
Let the Revolution begin!