Happy New Year!

It is 2008. It arrived last night with my daughter asleep on the floor, my husband in bed at 10:30 and me curled up on the couch, trying to keep my eyes open to watch the ball drop. I remember 11:50pm and then next time I blinked it was 12:36am, January 1, 2008. It came in rather quietly. I could not believe I missed all the traditional "stuff". The day before, we ate out with my inlaws and I felt like the less I ate the better. My oldest sister, Keesha, said that at this time of year you really only feel like eating enough to sustain life. By the time we got home I was so sick. For the next twenty hours, I proceeded to loose five pounds in a most unpleasant way. By New Year's Eve I was too weak to go to our friend's house and the only thing I wanted was a big glass of Sprite.
At first I thought "This is no way to start the new year, sick and weak. So sadly I woke up Maggie and kissed her, telling her Happy New Year. Then I walked her to bed. As I headed to bed, feeling sorry for myself, I realized that I was actually pretty blessed right at that moment. Weak, sick, and helpless is when Jesus is his strongest. I was right where God wanted me. Instead of setting goals and not reaching them (again) I could just simply let it all go, let Jesus take control, and follow him. When I am not feeling patient, turn to him for he has patience for the both of us. When I am feeling like I have no will-power, turn to Him. For his will power is limitless. If I feel lonely and sad, turn to the one who always has time for me.
This morning I woke up feeling a little better, feeling a little stronger and knew that I just needed to let Jesus do his thing this year and follow his lead.
Here is to your New Year! May you be weak and helpless so that Jesus may be strong!