She left the question in the comment box a year ago.
I had just declared myself a Resolution Dropout, and had listed a string of past broken promises.
Then she dropped by and quietly lifted the veil of New Year’s regret with the question: “What are all the beautiful things you did that you never resolved to?”
(Thank you, L.L. Barkat.)
In 2009, beautiful things emerged in unexpected — sometimes broken — places. I resolved none of it, but it has changed my resolve.
Here is our year in pictures, filled with “the beautiful things we never resolved to.” We count among our blessings the scrapes and bruises and sucker-punches: the accident, a daughter’s short hospital stay, a late harvest. Every hurt and pain was dressed in grace. Because in the hardest places we became softest — like moldable clay in the hands of the Potter.
“I have learned that faith means trusting in advance what will only make sense in reverse.” — Philip Yancey
In 2010, I have only one resolution. Just one.
It’s the same as last year’s. It’s the same as the Apostle Paul’s. And I find it here, in 1 Corinthians 2:2:
For I resolve to know nothing … except Jesus Christ and him crucified.
Happy New Year, friends, from our home to yours. Today, I ask L.L.’s question to you: What are the beautiful things you did that you never resolved to?