There is no more fun time for me to dream than the beginning of a new year! The Christmas tree is down and I am READY.
New Year's Eve makes me as anxious as it does excited. I am looking forward to an opportunity for a fresh start, and I hope to God that I won't waste it. I want to be purposeful in all my days. I worry that I will retreat back into old ways because that is where it's comfortable, and that's what I have done other years.
A friend wrote, asking: If you knew you were going to die on December 31, 2017, how much would that information change how you spend next year?
For me? It would change A LOT, I must say.
Thank God for grace and second (or fifth) chances!
In 2017, may there be...
less phone, more reading + writing
less bitterness, more forgiveness
less fear, more courage
less shame, more freedom
less couch, more outside
less comfort, more wild
less talking, more listening
less self, more others
less criticizing, more encouraging
less worry, more peace
Here's to braving whatever 2017 brings and loving Jesus unconditionally.