Tonight at the stroke of midnight 2013 will be gone and if I am honest I will be jumping up and down to see 2014!
Rooted was my one word for 2013. I confess that I don’t feel like I am ending the year with deep roots. But I have learned that deep roots do not come overnight. I learned that to put down deep roots God must do some deep cleansing. That often He uproots you and strips you so that healthy roots will grow deep.
2013 brought many new ventures and journeys. There were trials, disappointments and heartache. There were endings of relationships both personal and work. But in the aftermath, new things were birthed.
I was literally uprooted out of my house in the middle of the night with a flood and transplanted to a hotel for two months. I was grateful for insurance that allowed me have a beautiful place to lay my head. I am blessed with a new downstairs to call home.
There was a point I remembered whispering the prayer “Lord, change me.” When we say those kinds of prayers things happen. Scary things happen. When the Lord changes us, we are never the same.
I did deep soul-searching and saw some things that weren’t pretty.
God met me in the dark moments and gave me hope. I learned to thank him, even in the dark.
He provided abundantly out of nowhere.
He made a way in the desert. He met the small steps I took towards him which gave me courage to take a few more. I even faced a fear of heights and went on all but 1 rollercoaster ride on a trip to Knotts. Ok, even if my eyes were closed for much of the ride, it still counts right?
Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good;
Blessed is the man who trusts in Him!