I think this is the latest that I have ever done one of these posts. I usually have my "word" and start mulling it over in early December.
This year, I didn't even have a hint until New Year's Eve.
One last time I'll say, 2016 just stunk for me. Around Christmas Al and I started to talk about the good things from the year. That's only natural when you're fixin' to wrap up a year.
It was tough. We really had to fight to start the list.
It was not a lack of blessing. There are about 1000 good things in any DAY that we are blessed with. I am not unaware of that.
But it was a tough, tough year.
Ringing into 2017 sees the re-routing of our dream for a family. Good things are coming in other ways on that front. But so many of the things I had really fought for, really prayed for, and really worked for - not happening.
Ringing in 2017 brings the close of the first year without my oldest brother. It's a big gap in our lives. Great love brings great grief. And we have mourned.
Ringing in 2017 brings the new chapters of foster care into our lives. We cannot even imagine what that means yet.
What word could possibly stand in for all that I hope for this year?
It's actually two interlocked words.
2016 was pretty much all about chaos and death. Some years are just like that. Some years you skate out of December with no emotion left.
2017 is about new life. It's about really living. It's about walking a little lighter with decisions finally set. It's about letting go and thriving.
He's got this.
A thief comes only to steal and to kill and to destroy. I have come so that they may have life and have it in abundance.