Great Expectations

The great expectations of a new year are always, without any amount of humility as a rule a let down. This is even said by a person who mostly always sees the "cup half full" and is always trying to make lemon-aide and put the best foot forward and picking myself up by my bootstraps. I have to say that the awe of the coming new chapters in ones life are usually met slap in the face with the brutal reality of everyday ho hum. The anticipation is high but the reality of it all tends to be repetitious and freakishly normal which brings me to the realization that life is what we live and without some sense of purpose it becomes a routine for which I would rather just skip. I say all this to myself only to remind myself that this is the best time to start making better choices with the time I do spend...life is short and much like the proverbial vapor which quickly plumes out into the unknown. Our lives have a purpose for which they were created and that is just what I will pursue. I have thought that I had found my purpose but as I age (ugh!) I am seeing more and more that there are many more opportunities to realize my purpose. Today it may be to help a stranger out a door with her heavy groceries and tomorrow it may be to read to my son who is well above the age to be read to but still loves it even so. I never want to stop pursuing the purpose for my life as if I am done, finis....thththats all folks! Nope...I need to be of use to someone besides myself, I am bored with the mundane and I ask the Lord to direct my paths to those who need what I have to offer...His Love. This is nothing profound but more often it is simple and base. It is a "Magnificent Obsession" to take a title from one of my favorite movies (Jane Wyman and Rock Hudson...btw)it is an unruly unsettling which causes me to never stop trying to share God's love and His sacrifice for us. I know that I am not worth all he has done for me and yet I understand His passion, only because I am a mother...a love for which has no bounds and one that I can see would cause me to give my own life for my children. Poor Jesus but even more poor Heavenly Father who gave up so much for us who waste so much for nothing. I can only start fresh now....expecting greatness and hopefully by His grace will complete the good work He has already started in me.