I got up at 5am this morning. That's down to earth with a bump. Youngest son needed a ride to the airport, but tomorrow won't be so bad. I'll sleep till 6:15, then wake next son up for his ride to the station.
Still, the earth I bump into is beautiful and blessed since it's still Christmas here. Our tree and decorations stay up at least until twelfth night - probably later since I'm not very organized. (Remember that wish for organizational software?) The wise men still have to make their appearance, and maybe I'll hold out my hand and ask for some wisdom. It's probably a better bet than trying to make unkeepable resolutions.
Seriously unkeepable resolution: I resolve to get a novel published this year.
Slightly more keepable resolution: I resolve to try harder to get a novel published this year.
Keepable resolution: I resolve to try.
And a better idea: I resolve to trust God's timing.
I read a blogpost today that pointed out you only get one "first." So waiting for the right one's probably good. See, I found a spot of wisdom after all, and it's not twelfth night.