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?
So this is my year of intentional living. It means making each day matter, spending every ounce of a moment, and giving it everything I’ve got.
One word already feels stronger than a resolution. One word to describe what I want my life to look like in 2014 colors my perspective with hope. I like this.
It is empowering and encouraging. It is a divine whisper that will carry me through, move me forward, and remind me to live purposefully.
But there is a fear. It’s the idea of acting on the risk of launching a dream. It is stepping out in faith. I think today’s a good enough day to punch fear in the face and get to dreaming and building.