Everything Has Changed.

I'm not one to make New Year's resolutions... and it's not because I wouldn't keep them. In fact, if I made New Year's resolutions, I'd probably keep them too well because I'd sticky note the mess out of everything to ensure I didn't forget or fail to follow through. But, for some reason, I just never made New Year's resolutions. (Perhaps, my all-consuming childhood fear of fireworks on New Year's Eve kept me too preoccupied to focus on resolution-making. Who knows.)

Although I don't participate in the New Year's resolution-making-madness, I do know quite well how the process goes down. In making a New Year's resolution, one must first look back to the previous year and acknowledge something they want to improve on, something they never want to repeat again, etc.  In looking back to 2012, I realize that everything in my life has changed. Seriously. Everything. Try me. Even today, I learned to accept a change my heart wasn't quite prepared for. Funny how life sometimes hands you mandatory invitations to parties you'd rather not attend, and it requires not only your attendance, but also participation in a dance that makes you appear foolish to those around you.

Since I'm acknowledging something that was prevalent in my life in 2012 (change), my next step is to identify something I can improve on in 2013.... and oddly enough, at the beginning of this new year of 2013, I'm finding comfort and my New Year's resolution in a Taylor Swift song.  I know it's a love song.... but, what if, we all closed our eyes, listened, and imagined it was a worship song from our hearts to God's? That's what I did tonight. Several times. Ok, I must embarrassingly confess, the song's been on repeat on my headphones for about 2 hours now, and tears haven't stopped pouring down my face. God's just currently gotten that much of my attention.

Just as the chorus of the song says, "I just want to know you better. Know you better. Know you better now. I just want to know you better. Know you better. Know you better now. I just want to know you better. Know you better. Know you better now. I just want to know you. Know you. Know you.... All I know is a simple name, and everything has changed.... All I know is since yesterday, everything has changed."

In my life in 2012, everything has changed.


And now in 2013, I just want to know Him better. Know Him better. Know Him better now. I just want to know Him. Know Him. Know Him.


Taylor Swift's "Everything Has Changed"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_0yjZEUbdg


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