Christmas is over and a new year is fast upon me. Some people take time to reflect. I am doing that. Some people plan how a different year is going to make them a different person. I am not doing that. I’m pretty content. I’d like a better way to sell my art. I’d like to have a higher net worth. I’d like to be able to do more charitable work and donate to worthy causes. And I’d like to help the people I love get and stay healthy. (Not in that order)
But as I reflect on my year I think of the hymn “Have I Done Any Good in the World Today?” But it’s sort of a macrocosm in my mind. Have I done ‘enough’ good in the world this year? Have I spent too much time gazing at my own navel? Have Facebook and Skyrim been unnecessary distractions from the things I should attend? The Prophet Thomas S. Monson warned about being in the “thick of thin things.” I fault myself for that. I run just fast enough to stand still. Perhaps next year will be more of the same.
I don’t think I’m going to magically be a different person at 12:01 am on January 1st, but a man never steps in the same river twice. Perhaps the man stepping in the river isn’t the same one either. I hope that 2025 will be a better year for me. Maybe that’s too much to ask. I will keep giving of myself to every reasonable degree regardless of whether the coming year is better or not. I will also do my best to stay weirdly awesome. I suggest you do the same.
Latter Day Sinner 