by Kristen Narara
Waiting for my flight to leave, I stood at the newsstand and couldn’t help but notice the glossy covers of the first magazines of the new year:
A better body in 3 weeks!
Hotter hair in minutes!
Better intimacy tonight!
These promises screamed out at me, reverberated deep in my dissatisfied heart, and enticed me to fantasize about what 2013 would bring if I just had more (blank) now. If only I could lose a few more kilos… Oh, look at the clothes I could wear! If only we could get away together without any ‘interruptions’ more often, then my husband and I would be happier.
Making these comforts my goal in the new year is such a temptation for me. I’m so quick to crown my comfort as king and prioritize trivial improvements over God’s desire for my eternal good (1 Thess. 4:3). I’m tempted by that terrible lie– that there is a greater treasure than Jesus Christ.
Instead of laying aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, so that I can run with endurance the race God has set before me (Heb. 12:1), so often I prefer to throw off my eternal perspective. When I’m not looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of my faith (Heb. 12:2), then my vision for my goals are shortsighted. I look only to things within easy reach, rather than to trust the hand of the One who leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake (though it may be through valleys and shadows of death) (Ps. 23:3).
This short-sightedness robs me of the joy of seeing God’s faithfulness to me in Christ. It leaves me desperate and anxious of the year that lies ahead.
Praise the Lord that Christ has died even for the short-sightedness of my eternal perspective, restored my soul, and now lives to give me new hope and new vision of an eternity with him!
As I consider the new year, I look forward to that Day when my desire to be with Christ and be like Christ is not a struggle against my sinful flesh, but as natural as the heavenly air I will be breathing.
I look forward to that Day when there are no more terrible lies but only perfect promises fulfilled. This year I want the eyes of faith wide open as I pray, “Come, Lord Jesus!” (Rev. 22:20).
ABOUT THE WRITER
Kristen was born in Papua New Guinea and grew up in Australia. Now Kristen lives in Abu Dhabi with her husband, Nigel (aka Captain Nigel), who is an airline pilot, and their gorgeous son Kingston (aka Sprout). Kristen is well known for her outstanding baking skills and hospitality, and can turn any stranger into her friend for life.