|yes, this is from pinterest|
I find measuring events by their relation to the revolution of the earth about the sun to be so pre-Industrial Revolution.
But we tend to make resolutions all the same, or at least I do. And perhaps it's because, though January 1 is just another day signifying that, yes, the earth continues to truck around the sun, there is something built in to the human psyche that craves the feeling of newness and rebirth. Life is full of cycles, and I think God made us to see and appreciate the patterns He's built into the world. They provide, after all, a comforting reminder of His faithfulness and wisdom.
This is not to say that I will be making resolutions proper; Jenny already offered an excellent caveat to that. Nonetheless, the start of 2014 seems a good time to pause, say "ha ha! to the old year," and think a little about the one ahead. It promises something of minor interest for me: I'll be turning eighteen, which is somehow exciting (something about being able to vote, I understand) and supposedly a threshold into adult life. I don't know about that. I tend to think I have either been an adult for a while or will not be one for a while yet, but we oughtn't contradict Them in matters like these.
On a more mundane note, in a few days I'll be toddling back to college for a new semester. (According to my own misstatement, I'm going to be "an upper Freshman.") Full of quarks and Japanese history, this promises to be a more intense semester than the last and once again I make no promises as to the regularity of my posting. However, as I wade back into the world of syllabi and deadlines, I do hope to use what free time I have in a more productive fashion. No doubt I'll spend most of my day studying and panicking, as I did during the fall, but I know I can make use of the bits and pieces of extra time if I only apply myself with a little more diligence. When you've been plugging away at something mentally taxing, it's all too easy to spend the in between moments doing comfortingly mindless nothings that in moderation are refreshing, and in excess are a waste of your existence.
"KILLING TIME!" roared the dog - so furiously that his alarm went off. "It's bad enough wasting time without killing it."- tock, the phantom tollbooth
We're meant to do all to the glory of God, and to live diligently and wisely in this world - and though I suppose you could say that somehow we can pin to the glory of God, I've got to admit that I don't see how Pinterest helps us be salt and light or even a contributing member of society. I like Pinterest, of course, but using a spare moment to work on a review for Squeaky Clean Reviews or chip away at the rewrite of Wordcrafter would be a far more worthwhile undertaking than scrolling through boards.
And it seems to me that if one is old enough to vote on the political future of a nation, one is old enough to engage with dedication in a few worthwhile undertakings.