I'm finding myself less interested this year in the exercise and I don't think it is really cynicism that's the cause. I just look back at the past year and realize a bit more that so little of the control of my own destiny is in my power. That's not really a complaint. The past year is full of favorable and unfavorable events that I have both handled and mishandled. In the midst of the year's history - the circumstances of which I had hoped to shape with my own hands - I have felt more than ever another hand reaching back and shaping me. It is an experience at times painful and at other times exalting, but almost always mysterious.
I have no intention to become a passive observer, only to learn from this year that I could be a more attentive student, hoping in a God more active than I knew before. I will make my plans, set my sails, aim for the mark, and then see if anything is left when the Refiner tests them with His fire.