A Resolution Kept

Let me paint the scene...

2005.

6 years ago.

Senior year of high school.

NYE. On our way to a party, we discuss New Years' resolutions.

My 2005 resolution: I want to explore, perhaps deepen, my relationship with God.

My 2005 friend: "I don't think my relationship could go anymore deeper."

I stared out the window into the pitch black...dumbfounded.

I was stunned for 2 reasons.

#1) I couldn't believe that she didn't think her relationship could go deeper. Can't all things go deeper and develop? I thought.

#2) I knew I was nowhere near being able to claim that not that I ever thought I could.

In high school (and in life), there are many myths about what makes a Christian. I was not immune to these: if you are 'good,' you will get into heaven, Jesus isn't the only way, I am a Christian because my parents are Christians, or if I go to chuch then I am a Christian.

My 2005 thoughts: I grew up in the church. I thought I did good deeds. My parents are Christians. Heck, my grandfather is a Methodist minister.

Only until I pursued the journey, did I begin to understand.

Moral of the Story: Fortunately, I kept my resolution. I began living.