Every New Year, I make resolutions. About things I want to change in myself and in my life. And about this time every year, I like to take a moment to appreciate how impressively better my life has become.
I knew what to do and I had good intentions. But (like most people) I never got around to doing anything. Because I didn't really mean it.
Sunday's epistle (James) is all about this problem. We've heard the message. We know how much God loves us. So if it really means anything, we'll do something with it.
If we don't, James is pretty clear. We're just fooling ourselves. And whatever good intentions we have, they're just more New Year's resolutions.
More on this tomorrow. Readings for Sunday