I don't have any particular reading goals this year other than I want to read. I'm not good at keeping lists, so I'm just going to go with the flow. I have the syllabus for my hermeneutics course this semester, and there will be a lot of reading. I will basically be immersed in hermeneutics, and I can only see myself reading anything else at bed time, when I read fiction.
But what about other goals? How about creativity goals? One year, it was my goal to take a picture every day; and I did. I may do a modified version of that and take a picture every week. It's a good way to practice composition. This year, I have some knitting goals. I want to make both my husband and son cardigans. I also want to make a blanket for no one in particular; just something to have on hand in case a gift need arises.
This past year, I've been really convicted about the amount of conspicuous consumption I participate in. When I look at the crammed bookshelves in my house, and many of those books unread, I feel a little guilty. Stewardship of our resources is a serious matter. I want to use our resources wisely. This year, I am seriously considering buying some coloured stickers and putting a red one on the spine of every book on my shelf I haven't read. That will give me a daily visual reminder that I don't need anymore books at the moment.
I want to be more helpful to people. There are young families who need babysitters; older people who need practical helps; women who need friends. I want that to be something I am paying closer attention to. It doesn't have to be anything spectacular. Just being open to the prospect of helping others is the place to start.
I want to make the most of my seminary time. I will be at school every Tuesday from 8:30-11:15, and I want to develop friendships. I want to take advantage of the seminary chapel days, and make connections with my school community. I'm taking a Masters of Theology, and I'm a part-time student; I'll be there a while.
I also want to be more physically active this year. I was pretty much a big ole couch potato last winter, but this winter I want to be out more, walking. My next door neighbour is 91 years old and very active. I think he's always been active. As I get older, I want to stay healthy and be active, keep extra weight from hanging around, and have a healthy heart. It won't happen if I don't get up and move.
Most of all this year, I just want to know the Lord better. I want to think more deeply on God's truths rather than just giving a cursory glance. I want to mull things over, ruminate over them, and drink deeply. I was quite convicted by this passage in a the boook God's Battleplan for the Mind:
Shallow Christianity has become the blight of the modern church. Success is no longer measured by Christian maturity and discernment. Rather, it is judged by the quality of the praise music, the comfort of the building, and the increased size of the congregation. Godly meditation is the answer to this superficial religion. Meditation broadens the shoulders and deepens the experience of God's people. It sobers foolish minds and matures childish reasoning.
If thinking more means I speak less, perhaps that is a good thing.