By Heather O.
I’ve been trying to think of anything momentous that happened this year, and I can’t think of anything. It’s been a pretty quiet year. We didn’t go anywhere where somebody was speaking a foreign language, we didn’t buy a new car, or repaint our house, or buy new furniture. We *did* get a puppy, as well as some new bookshelves for our bedroom , so, you know, that’s something to put in our Christmas letter. Although I didn’t do Christmas cards or letters this year, because I just didn’t have it in me. Sad, but true. Next year. Maybe.
But our bishop, a super goal oriented guy if there ever was one, has challenged everybody in the ward to set some goals. Spiritual ones, specifically. And I’ve been thinking–what does it mean to have a spiritual goal?
Does it mean more scripture study? Our family could definitely use more of that. More FHE? We’re pretty good at that, but have let things slide recently. More prayers? We pray as a family every day before school, so while sometimes it’s rushed, it’s built into our routine pretty well. Dh and I could do better praying as a couple, I guess. It used to be a habit, like brushing teeth before bed, but we’re not nearly as good at it as we used to be.
All of these are great, and we should do them, but I’m wondering, is there more?
As for other goals, like everybody else, I’d like to lose a pound or two, strengthen everything up a little bit, maybe run a race again. (I haven’t run a race in a long, long time. Injuries will do that to a gal.) I got a juicer for Christmas (oh my goodness I am geeking out about it) and I really hope that I can incorporate that into a healthier lifestyle that can help me feel good, both physically and emotionally. For me, those two things are very closely linked.
Other than that, my goals start to get vague. The Wiz always says vagueness is the bane of goal making, and that you have to put specific numbers on things in order to be successful. She’s right. But I’m too vague to figure out what I really want. And “10 cups of fresh OJ a month” seems kind of silly.
Silly but delicious. And doable. Maybe that’s the best kind of resolution.
What do you think about resolutions? Do you have any? What are they?