It's inevitable. The calendar shifts from the old year to the new year and you can't help but reminisce.
A year ago, we had three children in our family.
A year ago, we were the newbies on the mission field.
A year ago, we didn't have a church home in Gulu.
A year ago, we rarely had electricity, reliable internet, cheese, or running water.
So much happens in a year's time... and yet, in the scheme of eternity, what is a year?
A year from now, I could be looking at my life from heaven, wondering how I possibly thought that a year was of any significance.
So this year, I'm not making "new year's resolutions." Rather, I'm continuing with my struggle to make more of Christ and less of me. Granted, I'm determined to struggle harder, but today is the same as yesterday as I plod forward, fighting the sin that so easily entangles me, clinging to grace, and praying for Christ to be evident in me.
A year ago, we had three children in our family.
A year ago, we were the newbies on the mission field.
A year ago, we didn't have a church home in Gulu.
A year ago, we rarely had electricity, reliable internet, cheese, or running water.
So much happens in a year's time... and yet, in the scheme of eternity, what is a year?
A year from now, I could be looking at my life from heaven, wondering how I possibly thought that a year was of any significance.
So this year, I'm not making "new year's resolutions." Rather, I'm continuing with my struggle to make more of Christ and less of me. Granted, I'm determined to struggle harder, but today is the same as yesterday as I plod forward, fighting the sin that so easily entangles me, clinging to grace, and praying for Christ to be evident in me.
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