Hello, 2013.

I started the new year like a champ: that is, without a voice, hacking and coughing and wheezing into the air, contaminating loved ones with my presence.

So on the 2nd, as I lay in bed rather than sitting at work, I took some of my awake-time to think about New Year's Resolutions and how I dislike the word "intentions."

With my birthday next week (!), the new year is a natural time for me to think about the things I want and where I'm headed. And as I mulled it over, this is what came out:

What I want is
     always the same:
          to know and be known.
          to love and be loved.
          to give grace and receive it well.

I want to know
     this one little life
     is making a difference
to some other little lives
     and that together,
our lives are more
     than they are alone. 

I want feet on solid ground
     and a head full of dreams. 

I want to believe
     that Jesus loves me
     and that his love matters
           more than I currently believe. 

I want to sleep through the night
     and wake without an alarm
          when the sun streams in.