“Enjoy every single moment–the good, the bad, the beautiful, the ugly, the inspiring, the not-so-glamorous moments–and thank God through it all.”
I’m a planner.
I plan my day, my career, my marriage, my makeup, and what my body should look like 2 weeks, 3 months, or a year from now.
I’ve even started planning my sibling’s lives and how I think they will match up with mine:
So far I think I’ve mathematically deduced that my sister will have a baby around the time I get engaged or married. I also hope I will have most of my children birthed before I get too far down the 3rd decade of my life. And I realllly hope I graduate college in 2020 (cause that year just makes me happy—something significant needs to happen that year).
But as far as the short term goals go, I never follow them. Like ever.
I plan my day and then a Waltons marathon comes on (seriously the best show ever—don’t judge).
I plan my healthy food choices and then BAM! Ice cream. (I swear it happens every time!)
I put a slot in my schedule for devotional time with Jesus and then I decide that I really should eat before I get started.
So in my 16 years of life, I have made countless plans and followed about 7% of them.
And here’s what I’ve discovered about plans. They breed anxiety and discontentment as fast as two bunnies.
This may not be true for you. My sister plans a little less but gets all of her plans done. As in completely finished. Not just the little check boxes checked off and justified by some excuse. She starts something and then doesn’t stop until it’s complete. So maybe that’s you, and if it is then I adore you—and also maybe despise you a bit.
But as for me, I procrastinate.
As I am approaching the end of this glorious summer and the beginning of my senior year in High School, I find myself making goals again, many of them the same as I first said.
But I try to catch myself before I go too far into the timeline for them because I have decided not to make goals for this school year.
I want to be physically and emotionally there for people. I don’t want to plan my day down to a t and not have room for an impromptu prayer or a few minute talk with someone going through a hard time.
I want to live in the moment, not looking toward future moments.
So here is my resolution—well resolution is a little strong cause remember? I’m not making goals.
I want to wake up in the morning and thank God for the chance to let Him show himself to other people through me. Then I’ll do whatever needs to be done.
Will I need to workout? Probably. And if I can, I will…errr—might. But I will never put it before family or God or others. And I might just be sore or sick or emotionally exhausted.
Do I need to read the Bible and work on my relationship with Jesus? Always. But that doesn’t always have to be taking an hour and saying “ok God, I have this amount of time, now do something.” It might just be talking to him throughout the day and reading scripture that applies to situations I face—cause I’ve been surprised at how much the Bible has to say about things that happen in my day.
Is there homework to be done? I wish there wasn’t, but there probably will be. And that’s my job right now—to be a student. God has given me that task for this season and I will work at it with all my heart, while still trying to keep everything else in balance.
But above all, I will strive to show my Jesus in the most flattering and glorious light, and mostly just try not to get in his way.