|jar of sand|
Every year I ask the Lord what word I should hold onto through the year. In years past these words have been things I have learned in a deep and real way. The year he gave me joy, I almost lost my family. The year he gave me faith, I had to restle with it until I could really call it mine. This year He gave me the word fearless. The irony here is that it made me a little fearful. I know it is something I need to work on. I need to fear less. I need to fear less about what people think of me. I need to fear less that I am not good enough. I need to fear less about my tomorrows and enjoy my todays.
I am so excited for a year of learning how to live in a fearless way.