This week a vehicle ran over one of my Roughneck garbage cans that was at the curb and flattened it. I thought it was a goner but I tipped it on its side and stood on the dents and pushed them out.
I am more fond of my squirrel metaphor, but I felt like the garbage can. I got all bent out of shape this year by family and work and politics.
But I pushed out the dents and I am ready for 2024. My purpose (MY purpose and not my helping other people all the time) will become more evident this year. As I like to remind myself, God didn’t bring me this far to abandon me.