It’s been a while I know. Let’s just say I’m working through some things. Perhaps I will write about them later, for now, I’m writing a valley of compost. Some of it will be seen. Some of it will be heard. Some of it will be tucked away in the folds of my heart, for my soul alone. Today, I want to give you a brief update on how my one word is going.
I had my word, intentional, before the year began. I didn’t pray about it. I didn’t really mull it over. It just came to me. I needed that kind of grace. I like the word intentional, but does it ever come with a commitment I didn’t see coming. Continue reading Sitting in the Pain
I didn’t always feel like pressing in. There were many moments I wanted to turn and walk – no – run away. Far away. It is the human impulse to turn tail and flee when life is barking at you back. But what good is running away if the dream still chases you down, refusing to let you go?What good is hiding, when the dream is the shadow in your darkness? What good is trying to walk away, when the dream trails your footfall?
Continue reading Not Feeling It but Pressing In
Today is a day like any other. 24 hours. A clean slate. A fresh start. Time to pass. Hopes to dream.
Today is unlike any other. A day to willfully choose to move in the direction of the dream.
These dreams, goals, wishes, or desires can really happen. But how?
One day at a time. One foot in front of the other.
Continue reading One Word and New Beginnings