I wouldn't say that's a bad thing. If anything, I kind of look forward this year to wiping the slate clean and handing the chalk over to God to write this story. I can plan for my future, but God writes the story. It's the ultimate seat of the pants experience. ;-)
New expectations are exciting.
New expectations are scary.
I mean really, if 2012 never ended then I wouldn't need to think about the future. (okay, realistically, I would, but theoretically...it's a nice thought. ;-) I like my little rut. I like fitting into that groove and jolting out of it can be jarring.
A little bit of starting a new year does that to me. Jars me, I mean. And yet it can be so incredibly exciting.
God has given us another year, or at least another day in a new year. Maybe I'll acquire an agent. Probably not, but I know I'll work up the nerve to submit to another agent.
Maybe I'll fall in love. Probably not, but I bet I will with a new storybook hero. ;-)
My point is: the ride is only as jarring as I want to make it. What will God teach me this year? How will He grow me? Looking back at the end of 2011 I would have never thought I'd be sitting here right now, chatting with you like I am, having grown like I have.
It might hurt to grow more, but He's got a reason, a purpose for it and I'm trusting that He's got my best interest at heart. I don't know what the next 361 days are going to hold, but I do know this: when I sit on this side of 2014 and look back on 2013, I just know I'm going to have things to cry over. But I also know this: my future is what I make it: and I plan to have a whole lot to praise over.