New Year’s. Its a time for change. Or at least promising ourselves that we will make a change. I mean, let’s be honest. We’ve all been there. We make #allofthegoals. We make #alloftheplans to accomplish said goals. And then February 1st rolls around. We’re tired of hearing #allofourgoals and #allofourplans mock us, so we hide them away till next year. When we don’t remember just how badly that first (or second, or third, or fourth … ) attempt actually went. After all of that Christmas magic has set in and we’re feeling a little more optimistic.
There’s a reason New Year’s and all of those resolutions come after Christmas.
It’s the Savior. His atonement. We’ve just spent a month or more thinking about Him. And all of the things He did. And all of the things He made possible. How could we not feel a little more empowered?
He’s what enables us to even want to try to change. But more than that, He makes the change itself possible. He descended below all things, and then rose above.
So this year, when you make your resolutions, remember that. Remember Him.
Maybe you can’t do it on your own. But who said you have to?
The other day I walked to work, just like I always do. As I passed down the familiar second-floor walk way to the stairs that would lead me toward campus, something stood out. MAN205 was open.
I got this really excited feeling in the pit of my stomach–and wasn’t entirely sure why–until I saw inside the kitchen window. The table had been moved into the center of the room, its chairs stacked up on top. The refrigerator had been pushed away from the wall. And as I continued walking, I noticed that in the living room the couches had all been moved into the center of the room.
And suddenly I was fast-forwarding through time to a few short months ago when MAN205 as I had known it, for the last year of my life, had been disbanded. All of the previous occupants were moving on, for probably the first time in the history of forever. When I first came to Campus Plaza, MAN205 took me in. Since then, I’ve spent many an hour in the company of MAN205, watching movies on the projector, cheering our great school on to victory, eating great food, and siesta-ing (when I could afford a picture or two ending up on facebook). MAN205 came to be a real constant in my life. No matter what else changed, MAN205 would always remain the same.
But here at college, nothing can stay the same for long. Its inevitable that the winds of change will swoop in sooner or later and swirl everything around.
And they did.
Winter semester had come and gone; and with it, MAN205 had moved on.