For the past 8 years, rather than have a resolution, I have listened for a word to guide me. It is a spiritual thing. God chooses it and most years it is a word that stretches me.
2020 was vulnerable. It led me to foster care, Covid and Brene Brown.
2021 was grace. It guided me through a tough season in marriage, addiction and boundaries at work.
2022 will be Joy! Joy in the midst of circumstances. Joy when I feel it and when I don’t.
Joy if this beauty survives another year and Joy if she does not. Joy if I get better and Joy if it gets worse…Joy in a successful or failed marriage. Joy because of Jesus…nothing more or less.
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