BEST DAYS

We need segments of time. They keeps us organized, aid our memories, and mark occasions. For God? Not so much. He already knows how things are going to play out, no matter how emphatic, optimistic, or promising our plans and declarations are. 

That thing you said you were/weren't going to do; that person you said was the love of your life/planted firmly in your past; that place you said was calling your name/off limits? God knows whether our resolve needs strengthening--and so do we. I wonder if He's laughing and shaking His holy head at us sometimes, and saying "Poor things. They talk such a good game." Was the first day of January the beginning of something, the continuation of something, the ending of something or just...well...another Wednesday? Whatever the case, be happy. Have the best days--on purpose.