This morning I read Ecclesiastes 2:24, which says that there is nothing better for a person than to eat, drink, and find satisfaction in their labor - this too is from the hand of God. My dog had a bit of food poisoning last night, and when I took her out for a walk this morning, the sunlight was beautiful. On a winter morning in Dallas, it felt surprisingly warm.
I Suddenly felt how blessed I am: a wonderful family, a good job, and the flexibility of working remotely. Yet I’m ashamed that I haven’t managed my time well. Instead, my disordered schedule has caused things to pile up, leading to delay and loss of order. And what is the source of true order? I think it is that I have not placed God first.
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I’m 43 years old and have wroked for 20 years. I once took a risk and joined a startup, and it brought me some success. But I have nerver paused for a period of time to do the things I trully want to do - to read, to create, to design. I’ve never done that. In the past, perhaps circumstances didn’t allow it, but now there is no real pressure for survival. I hope that at some point, I can set everything aside and pursue what I truly want to do, even if it’s only for half a year or a full year.
Yeasterday, I shared the 2025 thanksgiving topics with my family. Writing down my gratidue has become increasingly difficult for me. I tried my best to recall the grace God has given to our family and to me over the past year - reviewing it bit by bit, drawing it out little by little from my reluctant human nature as I try to look back on God. I am deeply grateful that God loves me and has not given up on me.