At the end of last year, I said I wasn’t going to make any resolutions. Which, actually is a resolution anyway, so I failed before I even got started. Not making a choice, is still a choice. Oh, sweet logic.
Anyway, instead of resolutions I was going to make a growth plan which, after I thought about it, was a rather terrible idea for me because I super suck at quantifying goals — especially if they are non-physical in nature. Therefore, I do not have a written growth plan to share yet this year… in other words, I can’t fail if I don’t try, right? (That’s a lie! Do not take this as advise!).
So what am I doing this year? A word. A single word that covers all the things I want to accomplish this year. I wasn’t going to jump on this bandwagon either, but the more I resisted, the more the same word kept showing up and it became clear that I needed to grab ahold of it.
Love.
Love God. Love others. Love myself.
It’s funny to me that the word doesn’t include anything romantic since it came to me at the same time I was buying hoards of books and devotions on singleness and Godly living while preparing for the future (whatever that holds).
Love God. Love others. Love myself.
God.
- Attend church regularly – it has been far too easy for me to sleep in and skip it
- Bible study – real study, not just open to a page a read for a few minutes
- Pray regularly and journal – I have a bad habit of only ‘checking in’ once in a while, or begging for help when things aren’t going my way
Others.
- I’m not actually sure what this one is going to look like yet. Volunteering? Being more intentional in my friendships? Getting to know more people around me even though I feel like the weird awkward introvert at all times? (perhaps I should start with remembering that it’s not about me…)
Myself.
- Taking my health seriously – my body is a temple and should be taken care of accordingly
- Getting out of debt – the borrower is a slave to the lender
- Keeping my work/living spaces clutter free – I think this is the outward manifestation of my overactive, cluttered brain but it’s also a huge block to my creativity. I’ve realized that I cannot write or create in a cluttered environment. If I ever want to get more done with my writing, I’m going to need to be intentional about clearing out my living spaces.
I am working on quantifying these goals in four month chunks because I know I need something measurable to track – I also can’t see anything past April at this point, so that seemed like a logical step. Twelve months, broken into beginning, middle, and end. I think I’m going to like the story of 2015.
Did you write out your goals, or come up with a word for 2015? Can you believe it’s almost February already??
