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Reviewing the Past Year; Looking Ahead to the New

In thinking about goals for the new year, I have to think about how practical each goal is.  Will I really find the time to do whatever it is I dream of doing?  The answer, of course, is that I have just as much time as anyone else, and I just have to establish patterns or routines which allow me to meet my goals. Trying to do too much all at once is a recipe for disaster, but assuming that I can be patient with myself and set realistic expectations, I should be able to achieve my top priorities.

So, the real question is, what are my top priorities?

I love this quote by Elder Ian S. Ardern:

"I know our greatest happiness comes as we tune in to the Lord and to those things which bring a lasting reward, rather than mindlessly tuning in to countless hours of status updates, Internet farming, and catapulting angry birds at concrete walls. I urge each of us to take those things which rob us of precious time and determine to be their master, rather than allowing them through their addictive nature to be the master of us."

I have no internet farm, nor have I played Angry Birds, not because I am opposed to games, but because I know I would devote too much time to them.  Better to not start. 

Blogging has become a new hobby in 2011.  I really am enjoying it, but at the same time, I don't want it to become a time waster.  So, in 2012, I hope to use this blog as a way to keep me focused on what really is important. 

Thankful thought:  Thanks for times of reflection, thanks for the process of learning, and thanks for patience with ourselves and others as we strive to improve.

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