Poor Ben. Those adorable puppy eyes fixed exactly on where she hid that toy. So… he appeals to a higher court: he gingerly rests his muzzle on your lap, and looks upward. Oh, man! You are so tempted to help him out; you could lift just about anything in our tidy home to reveal an obnoxious squeaky toy, a drool-covered tennis ball, or a frayed, stringy rope. But you don’t—because it’s quiet, and you’d like to keep it that way.
Benny-boy totally feels Mick Jagger’s pain: “You Can’t Always Get What You Want.” But let’s not forget the second lyric he and Keith canted: “And if you try sometime, you find—you get what you need.”
On this New Year’s Eve, I’m not gonna lie, I totally dug my friend’s Facebook status: “Hey, 2011, here’s your hat; what’s your hurry?” This year I definitely did not always get what I want. But—(in case you followed the Rolling Stones bit)—I did get what I need.
I cared for a dementia patient all year: not exactly what I wanted. But I now have high-level skills in Design Generation, Development, and Implementation. Walking with her through the Valley was downright eerie—but I because of that, I have a keener appreciation for life itself.
Then, at the end of the year, having been dealt a completely bogus hand, I wanted to toss the table! But it’s helped me in countless ways: at the very least, I know when to hold ‘em, and when to fold ‘em.
So–as I gallantly saunter into this leap year, I am now more equipped than ever for serving the Lord at our new church, blessing my family and new friends, even dancing to a new square dance caller?
Adios, 2011: don’t let the door hit your butt on the way out. And 2012? Anything you’ve got: a solar transit of Venus, completion of the great cycle of the Mayan calendar, whatever. Bring it.
It might not be what I want. But it will be what I need.