Looking at the paper today made me realize we ARE at the end of a decade. Ten years ago people I knew were socking away generators, cash, guns, food, water, whatever, just in case the Y2K was as bad as people thought. I did nothing to prepare because I am looking forward to the end of this world and the beginning of the new world.
In this past decade I have switched jobs -- from diapers to depends. I have rejoiced in births and cried at death. I have seen years of abundance, but more years of hardship. I've seen families fall apart and broken families mended. I have doubted and I've believed. I have been ill, but more often well. I have learned a lot and forgotten more. I have realized how big a sinner I am and just how much I am still loved!
I have listened to people that I use to only say "hi" to. I know a lot of people in this community from many walks of life. I have found out how important it is to be careful of what you say and how you say it. People speaking to each other is a dying art. The printed word is fickle because how it is interpreted depends on the reader as well as the writer.
In the next ten years I want to listen more intently, love more intentionally, laugh more impulsively, and labor for the LORD most importantly.
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