"Daniel, what's your New Year/ Birthday resolution for 2012?"Seriously, I haven't thought about it. And I do not feel the need to make any. Still. All these years as December draws to a close, I have always sobered myself to spend some time reflecting and jotting down resolutions. All except this year, and what's more ironic is that it's my 21st this year and I am supposed to be full of ideas and plans for my future! Which I am not.
Just a few days ago, I read a friends blog posting about uncertainty upon graduation. When we were young, we thought that we would have life figured out by the time we reach 21 and years after that, here we are- uncertain about the future, not even about tomorrow! I used to think that I could be so many things, do so much and achieve so much, but when reality sets in and time takes it's toll, I realised the actual experiences that I have differs so much from my expectations.
I guess expectation always differs from reality and that is the main reason that I start dreading to make resolutions that never ceases to be unachieved. Blame not the expectations, rather blame the person who expects much- me. When I was 12, I wanted to be the best swimmer, top athlete, top in the school, straight A scorer and when I was 14 I wanted to enter UWA but later changed my obsession to MIT, I always thought I could write a book by the age of 20 but later realised I couldn't even keep a diary, even though I didn't shout out loud, my actions spoke about my resolution of becoming popular, I wanted to be recognised, I wanted to be the best in everything that I did. In short, I was power hungry, driven and least of all, humble.
My goal was always set at an unattainable level so that, even if I didn't achieve it, I would be still better than the average. Everything was performance and efficiency oriented! Even in my spiritual life, I strived to study the bible and gain theological understanding because I wanted to know more than my contemporaries, I compared myself with them and that was my motivation. For those who had wonderful experiences, I wanted to have better; And for those who lived a godly life, I wanted to be holier! Many times I failed and fell short from the standards of God and I thought I could do better but always managed to fall again. And of course, the Lord Jesus was gracious and times after time he used these failings to remind me to trust in Him but every time I start trusting in Him and experiencing His wonderful hand in my life, I started to feel great about myself and my pride starts to well up. That, is when I normally fall again.
How true is the saying in Proverbs, "Pride goes before destruction and a haughty spirit before a fall." Even history tells us that.
Today, by God's mercy I come before you still able to boast about the achievements that I have, although I am not a straight A scorer; I am at least in the category of the smart, although I did not enter MIT, at least I am in UWA; although I am not the best and fittest sportsman, I can play and run fairly well; Although I am not the most popular, at least I have a good network, but all these, I am ashamed to share even now, because I have to admit that I have done these in my pride, my haughtiness, and most of all, my independence of God. The only reason I am able to be what I am today is only and only because God, in his forbearance and tolerance upon this stubborn soul, has bestowed good gifts upon it although absolutely undeserving.
Again, coming to think of it, I am just but a speck of salt in the ocean of undeserving people and chances are, you who are reading this now would identify with me that most of the time, reality doesn't match up with our expectations, we fall short. That is my reaction to New Year's resolution- I am tired of falling short that is why I'd just live life as it is, do what I can and take things as it comes.
But again, it is not achievements that defines us, why would I have a million friends on facebook and yet not enjoy a proper conversation? Why know so much about Jesus when I don't have a relationship with Him? Why work so hard to earn a million bucks when you burn out your own body? In other words, why strive so hard for so much when there is no purpose and joy?
Some say mid-life crises comes when we have reached a certain status in life- reaching 40, having a family, financially stable, having all the latest gadgets and yet asking ourselves what have we actually done in the past that has a purpose? Have I wasted it? I have been pondering over these issues over the last month and I ask myself, 20 years down the road, how would I look back and evaluate myself? What is really important that I would truly be proud of? How do I not waste my life consumed by strife of worldly things?
In a way, I am having pre-mid-life crisis now.

