I’m roughly 4 hours away from turning a page in life. A new year comes to close, another begins. Fresh uncharted territory that beckons me in the sweetest voice. This past year has been one full of changes, transitions, and the stretching of my faith, personality, and character.
As I reflect on the last twelve months, I am amazed at how much I have changed for the better. I am speechless at what a willing and trusting heart can do to allow the Lord to work in your life. I am so thankful for the constant love of my ever-present Savior.
As I look ahead to what is to come, I am expectant. I have goals of all shapes and sizes. I have an idea of how I want things to go. I am concerned about how certain things will play out. I am determined to be flexible.
I am thankful for this gift of life, to be loved intimately, to be known fully, and to be a part of something bigger than myself. I want to not solely commit this next year to the Lord, but rather every moment of each coming day. I want to fall deeper in love with my Jesus, my only One.
I will embrace the ache of a lovesick heart, I will trust, I will follow, I will worship this time around.