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These ARE the Glory Days

Happy New Year!

This time of year tends to bring a natural reflection and rejuvenation and a sense of forward motion.  We set goals, re-evaluate habits, and jump-start new routines all with the hopes of pushing forward and creating a better life.  We create new ideas about what kind of glorious life we'd like to have if we could just (insert new year's resolution here).  But you know what's been on my heart recently?

These days ARE the glory days.  As much as our culture would like us to continue pushing forward toward a better life, there's a LOT to be cherished about today.  Every today becomes a yesterday and every tomorrow becomes a today.  I've been challenged to consider how quickly I wish away my today's for the hopes of tomorrows.  It's an easy thing to do, especially if the season we're in is difficult, long, or without a lot of purpose.  I frequently hear high schooler's say they can't wait until college, or college students say they c…
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