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How to have a truly happy new year.

For the first time in years, I don’t remember my New Year’s resolution from January. Usually, I write it down in my journal or on a note I stick to my mirror. There’s been many of those dog-eared sticky notes from years past. The year of contentment. Speaking life. We passed pancakes across the breakfast table on January 1st this year. “What do you want from 2018?” I can’t remember my answer. I know what I didn’t want though. I didn’t want to walk into her office and share the parts of my life I’m inclined to hide. I didn’t want to Facetime her the day after she delivered her baby that never breathed. I didn’t want to spend four months wondering how I’d walk into her house on Christmas day and see her empty chair. I didn’t want to go on another first date that led nowhere. We sit across from each other in a little coffee shop in Colorado, picking at a charcuterie board. “When I think about all of the things I have left to go through,” her voice cracks....
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From Tightrope to Firm Ground

I sit through a Sunday course where they throw out terms of acceptance for a changing society; they teach us open-mindedness.

I sometimes try to walk the tight rope of society’s definition of an open mind because I cringe at the thought of offending people, and I am told that this is the age where everyone can do what they want.

Like when “Israel had no king; all the people did whatever seemed right in their own eyes.” (Judges 21:25)

And I have tearfully begged God not to let me do what is right in my own eyes because I am learning how much it can hurt.

But I subconsciously make a mixture of different ideologies and it ends up mirroring a failed high school chemical reaction.

The God of the Bible is God + There is no god + Everything has god in it.

I just can’t make a BLT out of turkey, biscuits, and mustard.

Over coffee, I chat with a guy who thinks the opposite of me in almost everything. I realize I do want an open mind--a mind that clings only to Truth, but eyes that are open to seeing his valuable soul.

A mind that is open to believing in a God who is bigger than my mental capacity.

A mind that is open to understanding love in the ground-shaking way it was demonstrated for me on a cross.

He says it to me over lunch one day, “It is the nature of absolute truth to be exclusive.”

That is the beauty of it. I cannot follow Christ without Him changing my heart, slowly excluding my sin, excluding the ugliness of my thoughts.

Because if “love is patient”, it cannot be impatient. If “love is kind”, then it cannot be unkind. (1 Corinthians 13:4)

And if Jesus is “the truth” (John 14:6), then I can step off my tightrope and put my feet on firm ground.






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