This year was no different...in making resolutions...that is. Instead, I prayed that God would give me a word for this year...one that would put a special mark on 2018 as a breakout year. One that was ordained by Him. One that would require more of Him and less of me. One I couldn't take credit for, but would testify of His goodness.
It's only fitting that the word He gave me was freedom. I mentioned not long ago that I was in a season of healing, and He impressed upon me not long after to not linger in that process. It's time to take up my mat and walk.
In light of this revelation, I wanted to stay alert for a way to help me remember what transpires in 2018.
Let's measure your life in love.
I love when He speaks to me. It's always crystal clear and always a good idea.
So I gathered some Christmasy scrapbook paper and cut them down to note-size pieces. I placed them in my beautiful measuring cup and as this year unfolds, I will record its significance. My plan is that at some point on New Year's Eve 2018, we will pull those notes out and reflect.
I hope I remember to do this. I hope I can view the circumstances and situations that arise with a fresh perspective. I hope I grow in Grace. In Love. And in Hope. And I hope...beyond all hopes...to know this love that surpasses knowledge and to be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. (Ephesians 3:19)
Happy New Year!