I don’t know about you, but I was happy to leave 2022 behind.
2022 was especially trying for me. Some of the things I dealt with were family members going through depression, sickness, the loss of friends through death and betrayal and good ol’ REGRET.
The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines REGRET as:
a: to mourn the loss or death of
b: to miss very much
2: to be very sorry for
And boy, did I have regrets. Regrets for not being a better parent, regrets for letting my anger get the best of me, regrets for not taking things seriously enough. And the list goes on.
True to 2022 my Christmas Eve and New Year’s Eve ended with not being invited to a family get-together (specifically told “You are not invited”), a big argument with my ex-spouse and a broken oven.
I was exhausted and literally limping into the New Year (thanks to a knee/ankle injury).
Psalm 56:8 You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
God keeps track of all my sorrows. And yours too!
Luke 9:62 But Jesus said to him, “No one, having put his hand to the plow, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of God.”
So guess what I left behind in 2022? Regrets. Regrets for past mistakes and things I cannot change. Regrets for trying to force friendships with toxic people. Regrets for caring so much what others think. Regrets for looking behind, constantly.
What did you leave behind in 2022? What is God speaking to you about in this year? What are your hopes for 2023?