Okay, it’s the fourteenth day of January already, and I have yet to make a New Year’s Resolution. I make the same one every year, fail to achieve it, and then renew my vow to myself the next year. So I’m taking my time this January as I choose something that I think will be achievable.
But why limit it to one specific goal? Can’t broad, generic resolutions count?
Yesterday was Sunday, and my nine-year-old and I were driving to my dad’s house instead of going to church. But on the way there, I asked her to tell me her favorite Bible story. She said David and Goliath. I was intrigued. It wasn’t what I had expected. Most kids seem to like baby Moses in the basket, or Christ’s birth in a manger. Or, in her case since her older brother played him in a musical, Pharaoh and the plagues!
I asked why she chose David and Goliath, and her answer was very insightful, especially considering we were on the way to see her cancer-stricken grandpa. “Because it’s about possibilities. No one expected a boy with a slingshot to kill a giant, but he believed in himself and he did it. If we believe in ourselves, we can do anything.”
I think my resolution should simply be to believe in myself. No matter what I’m facing. No matter the obstacles. Believe in myself and the possibilities are endless!
My daughter is a pretty smart cookie, and she sure taught her momma an important lesson yesterday.