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Happy New Month!

The end of the year usually brings mixed emotions. We look back to see what we may have done right and wrong and look forward to ways to improve in the future. This time of the year is an excellent opportunity for reflection and planning. Or so we think. 

Often, we make resolutions that we don't intend to keep. Diet, more exercise, a better savings plan, or learning a new language are the attainable goals. Bible reading and prayer apps are often hot items. We will be better next year! 

Why don't these plans work? I believe that they are good ideas and that we should be trying to be better each year. We'd be better served if we decided to have New Year's resolutions every month. 

With me, I look at the New Year as a time to improve. However, I often bite off more than I can chew by planning to make a drastic, though honorable, year-long change. I understand the goal and the need for improvement, but, I too, remember a few years ago what a friend told me. We were in September, and he enthusiastically said to me, "I can't wait until January 1st to begin reading through my Bible!" 

Isn't that how we see life? We need to make changes, but we believe that we have to wait until the right time. What if we made the end of each month like New Year's eve? What if when we came to the end of a 30, 31, or 28 day period, we reflected on our goals for the coming month? 

It is just an idea that needs action to be realized. But it could work. 

So, with that idea in mind, Happy New Month! And may you have Twelve good ones this coming year! 

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