I’d been munching quite excessively on a box of Family-Sized Frosted Flakes while I ponder or protest this blog post. I wrote last year on the topic of New Years Resolutions and had quite a response of gratitude for the thoughts.

So today when I started scraping frost off my windshield and considering the dreaded and inevitable question to arise the next week about my resolve, I found myself wondering for the thirtieth time in my life why we are so bent on resolutions, only one particular day, every single year. Why are we so bent on changing our bodies, our financial woes, and travel plans, and yet so unconcerned with our abandoned hearts?

See a resolution is a literal resolve of the mind. It is coming to a conclusion of thought on a particular issue of substance in your life. The two most typical responses is to be better with finances, and to lose weight. Hence the cringe of protest in writing this post. I so happen to enjoy this box of Frosted Flakes, and I absolutely do not want to close the box and get on a treadmill instead.

And I suppose that’s where my thoughts landed me as I jumped in my car and drove off to breakfast. Yes, off to breakfast after I had swallowed half a box of cereal. We tend to choose resolve which is outside our true selves; hopeful of being something, or even someone else. How can we resolve to be anything but our very best version of ourselves? I think it might be easier to allow ourselves to believe the lie that ‘fixing’ up some of the surface stuff will do, when unfortunately, we leave so much space between here and the heart of the matter.

I’m not trying to encourage you away from making necessary changes in your life. In fact, I urge you to look at them closely, and with the tender truth of Christ always at your side. I just wonder if we are making said resolve, once a year, without any real or meaningful intention. Perhaps that means self-control, listening to other, or learning to love yourself wholly. Issues of character rather than trying to merely fix a habit. In the end, intentional growth may result in the Frosted Flakes box being closed up, maybe the bottle of liquor or the abusive cycle of relationships you accept to be closed up too. Perhaps it means the opening of your heart, or the beginning of a new career instead.

Too often we create such black and white choices on habitual changes rather than heart changes. I wonder if all the shame and guilt it produces when you fail to act right will really bring you to a healthy place of resolve, or leave you emptied and wretched instead.

I guess my biggest hope is your resolutions, should you chose to make them for 2015, look a whole lot like the real you rather than what the world might pressure you to become. Besides, what this world sincerely needs to see, is the real you.