Jonathan Swift said, "We have just enough religion to hate, but not enough to make us love one another." I resolve this year to love.
I have always believed that love is a decision, not just a feeling that happens to me. I resolve this year to love my family, especially my husband and daughter. I'm going to tell them so every day.
I am going to love other people too. I have great neighbors and friends, but I don't have them over enough. I will offer hospitality at least once a month, even if it's just coffee and dessert.
Well, so much for the ones that are easy to love. I get a great return on that investment already. Now the real work starts.
There are these people who live in the next block. All day long they seem to wander up and down the street, eating junk food and throwing their bags and bottles on the ground. A couple of times a day, I pick it up with a scowl. This year, I'm going to smile when I'm picking up neighborhood litter and invite those neighbors for coffee and dessert too. And not call them "those people." Or even think of them in those terms from this moment on.
Sometimes I miss opportunities to love because I fear rejection. I resolve to sincerely try to help when I see a need. I'm not going to worry about whether the person accepts me or my help. I am just going to try.
I think I can muster enough religion for that.