Friends are launching new projects and I'm feeling a little left out.
Last year wasn't a year of pursuing different and big for me. It was of publicly small and learning to be more quiet.
My heart roared loud and the Heavens shook in my last year, though, as my heart was jolted and incredibly provoked.
I was challenged to step into me more than I ever have been before . . .
to denounce the fear of what you might think, or he or she.
It was a year of choosing what is more right for me and this story He's writing in me.
Last year was a year of willingness being churned up, for whatever may come and whatever may be, and for all of whatever once was.
Of sacrificing comfort and choosing to say "OK," even though it isn't how I'd write the script.
It was a year of leaning into Real more than ever, not shirking or hiding.
And so this new year, I stand with truthful disappointment and anxious anticipation and together we fight the urge to run away.
We trust in God's perfect timing and that now is for purpose, just as it is.
this is my worship.