WorcesterRouT – It’s all about the new year. Some are planning which parties to attend, I’m planning which movies to watch. I wonder all that I’ll accomplish. I ponder the things that I might possibly fail to do. I don’t have a resolution because it isn’t neccesary. Why resolve to do a couple of things at the beginning of the year when we should resolve to do something each week?
Not much has changed in 365 days. I’m a year older, but probably not much wiser. I still haven’t done what I was supposed to do five years ago. I’ve made plans that I will not accomplish in the near future. I’ve made dessert a few times. I can’t count how many batches of chili I made. I’ve looked into continuing studying spanish. I tried to read “Despierto en el Espiritu”, “Sopa de Pollo”, and another book, but I’ve not made much progress. I’ve been good all year, I think.
What will change in 365 days? There’s no telling, really. Another year, perhaps. Going, seeing, doing, writing, meeting, working, maybe. Nothing is set in stone. There’s the hope that we’ll get the transfer, there’s the hope that we’ll get through the year if we don’t. It’s strange to think that it’s so difficult to live here, high taxes in a community surrounded by cornfields.
It’s just that it’s difficult to wait. I know God will come through in due time, but why can’t that due time be today or tomorrow? Four years of waiting, and the more we wait, the more difficult it will be to get out of here. If it doesn’t happen, then we must mait two more years. That’s a lot of time to pass, and I doubt it’ll fly.