Sunday 30 December 2018

2018 to 2019...

Another year has absolutely flown past. I feel like I've blinked and we've gone from Jauary to December! How has this happened? 2018 hasn't been my favourite year; we lost my grandad in March and life shifted a bit then. I moved house in May which lead to a very stressful and overwhelming seven months before moving again 10 days before Christmas. My tortoise-baby died in October but I got a new tortoise for Christmas. Very excited to have Orli join me in my new little house. Mental-health wise I've had the best year I've had in over a decade, but when I've hit lows, I've hit them bad. I've gained new friends and sisters-in-Christ that I never realised I needed. I've house-sat and puppy-sat and made new dog friends- obviously a highlight! One of my long-time online friends came to stay, I hosted Christmas and I've been to Exeter and Spain. So many things and I'm certain I've forgotten things.

My goal for 2019 is to blog fortnightly. I've missed the enjoyment and catharsis of writing and reflecting on life. I ended up holding on to far too much over summer and probably should have just written it all out. Oh well, we live and learn right?

And what of my word for 2018? Stay. In home group last month we talked about how sometimes God drip feeds us things rather than bing blunt when we're in a situation. And that is exactly how my year has been. Every time I've wanted to run, to get away from whatever is hard, or confusing, or challenging, or simply something I don't want to do, there's been a gentle whisper in my mind stay, we're not done yet. You said you'd stay. I'm not going to lie and tell you every time I was calmed by this- more than once I got frustrated "but God. I am DONE! I don't want to stay. I want to run away and restart and forget all of this" but something kept me here and my goodness am I glad I have stayed.

Looking ahead? My word for 2019 is, as usual, absolutely terrifying for me. But it wouldn't be my word if it was nice and easy, would it? And so, I shall embrace it.

In 2015, I learnt God is safe
In 2016, I learnt to be brave
In 2017, I learnt God speaks
In 2018, I stayed even when it got hard.
In 2019, I'm learning to live free

That's my word for 2019: free

Let's see what adventures God has in store this year.

Let me be clear- the Anointed One has set us free- not partially but completely and wonderfully free! We must always cherish this truth and stubbornly refuse to go back into the bondage of our past. 
-Galatian 5:1 (The Passion Translation)