It’s 2017, and change is in the air. Everyone is setting new goals, and Rachelle Gardner had a great post way back in 2011 on this subject about looking forward to making those goals happen. Check it out.
Expectations abound. But what if last year’s goals resulted in dismal failure? As some of mine did. I did not lose the ten pounds I vowed to lose, and in fact added a few. I vowed to get my book in on time, but ended up missing the deadline and had to ask for a two-week extension. So this year I was a little fearful about making new goals.
Until I thought about…the farmer.
Yes, the farmer. Think about it. Every spring, regardless of past failures, he plants a new crop, hope and anticipation mixing with the fresh turned dirt. He plants his seed in faith, and then he waits. He’s done all he physically can do. He can’t make the seed grow or control the amount of rain that falls. Those things are in God’s hands.
Like the farmer, we set our goals, do the preparation and look forward to seeing the harvest. But sometimes our goals don’t get the needed rain or they stagnate, and we perceive that as failure. So we quit trying. We become afraid to try new things.
What is fear keeping you from doing? Not writing because you fear you’re not good enough? Maybe you’ve written the story God laid on your heart, but you don’t send it out because you fear rejection, or you’ve been rejected. Or maybe there’s something new you want to try, but the fear of failing holds you back.
A few years ago, when my mom was in her eighties, she learned how to program a VCR. Then when she was ninety, she wanted to learn how to use a computer but was afraid she couldn’t do it. I told her anyone who could program a VCR could learn how to Google.
In a short period of time she was Googling and doing Face Book. She even had her own FB page. When she was 92, she decided to learn how to text. And she did--on a flip phone no less--in spite of her fear that it would prove too difficult.
So, if my ninety-two-year-old mother could risk failing, so can you. So can I.
This week, I start a new book--the third book in the Memphis Cold Case Novels. I worry I can't do it again--come up with another story. But in my quiet time this morning, God reassured me that He was the Master Creator and He will give me the words. And to prove it, He gave me the nugget of the story I was missing. Now it's up to me to do the discipline and sit at the computer, typing the words He gives me. And always, the harvest is in His hands.
I challenge you to ponder and pray about your new goals, and then step out in faith.
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