I lift up my eyes to the mountains—where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.
Psalm 121:1-2
Happy New Year?! I think?
I don’t know about you but New Year’s Eve feels very bittersweet to me. In fact, many recent “fun” events are shrouded in bittersweet feelings. Getting together with family makes people worry because certain family members do not take Covid seriously. Going to a restaurant or coffeeshop is a struggle if it is crowded with unmasked guests. And hanging out with friends spontaneously doesn’t seem to be an option anymore.
One thing is certain, I don’t want to watch fireworks this New Year’s Eve. Just look at them; don’t they remind you of the Covid virus? Every time a firework goes off in the night sky, I’m gonna be thinking “Covid! Delta! OMICRON!” It’s so upsetting to me that Covid can even ruin something so benign as fireworks.
But how much of my anger is coming from within and not from extenuating circumstances? Yes, this season is still hard. Yes, there might be another surge AGAIN. And yes, we’ll have to make adjustments and adapt accordingly. For me, the big internal struggle has always been a lack of control. I cannot control the situation, so it makes me anxious and frustrated. What would happen if I have a new perspective and give it all up to the Lord? Instead of looking up at the fireworks, what if I lift my eyes to the heavens and ask God to truly help and guide me along the way? I am beginning to discover that this helps me release my need for control, live in the present, and enjoy my time day by day.
How is God challenging you to have a new perspective for 2022?
