I was thinking recently about the perfect pump. And before the fellas go anywhere, I’m not talking about high-heeled shoes.
Shouldn’t you be doing something else?”
I was in my car, running the errands I had added here and there to my to-do list before I left home, and that same thought kept popping into my head. “Shouldn’t you be doing something else?” I was ready to take myself on with an argument of self-defense when I realized that thought, which was about to remove the contentment from a perfectly beautiful day, wasn’t coming from me.
I was struggling with something I was trying to write. Every time I sat down at my computer to work on my project, I felt like everything that could be against me was against me. Progress was brutally slow, and when I did take a step forward, I felt like I was walking in mud up to my knees.
My devotional reading was in 2 Chronicles 21 this morning. It was an effective reminder that regret has more than one face.
The book of 2 Chronicles lists several of Judah’s kings for us, describing their reigns and making sure to tell us if they were good or bad, if they followed in the way of their fathers or not. And in chapter 21 it tells us that Jehoram, King of Judah, was a bad king.
It’s New Year’s Eve.
There will be a lot of celebrations tonight, people ringing in the New Year with its empty calendar pages promising fresh starts.
And in the morning, many of those same folks will get started on the resolutions they’ve made, resolutions to be better. Better at what they eat, or don’t. Better at what they do, or don’t. Better at what they say, or don’t.
They hope to make a new “usual,” to have that thing that they are known for because they’ve repeated it enough times it’s become a part of who they are.