Two months ago I made a promise to myself: this year, I will not fall to pieces and get resentful and weird when the next predictably busy season hits. I will not accuse my basketball-coach husband of loving the sport more than me. I will be patient and supportive, knowing that the season will soon end.
My plan to keep that promise went something like this: I will get lost in my own busyness of planning an upcoming women’s retreat and we’ll reconnect when the onslaught has passed.
Can you guess how well that worked?
Good intentions and resolutions can only get me so far. Those things can polish up the outside but, in the heat of the test, the unresolved funk growing in those deep, dark heart spaces oozes its way out without my permission. I can do all the behavior modification I want—get more organized, start new routines, set clear goals, find accountability partners—but the deep stuff? It still doesn’t go away.
I want to—need to—change and grow. But how does that change happen?
Not long ago I probably would have answered, “Simple. The Holy Spirit. You study the Bible, pray, worship, serve, do all the things Jesus wants you to do, and the Spirit of God will gradually transform you.”
Do you agree with that answer? . . .
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