Instead of a resolution I am taking notes from some other bloggers and choosing a word this year. I read through many of them and loved them. Some chose grace, patience, others chose joy and love. But one word stuck me and it was intentional. I really tried hard to think of another word because this one didn’t seem fun. It doesn’t sound much like me at all.
I procrastinate. I am spontaneous. I can be lazy.
Intention is is something I have, but rarely is it followed through.
But in 2012 everything changed. My world was rocked last January when I found out we were pregnant. In March my world was put on hold when I was put on bed rest for severe pregnancy complications. In June my world was spared because they were able to put off my early labor. In August my world was shocked because I was laid off/left my job. In September my sweet Avonlea entered my world and forever melted my heart.
Grudges that I held didn’t matter anymore.
My desire to make my house a home for my family was no longer just a dream.
In November, I had a cancer scare. In December the large lump disappeared after prayer and the tests were clear.
Somewhere in 2012 after 32 years I began to realize that I am living on borrowed time. I need to use it wisely.
In 2013, I am going to be intentional.
Intentional with how I spend my time and who I spend it with.
Intentional of what I put in my body and mind and what comes out of my mouth.
Intentional of finding my place and sweet spot in the Kingdom of God.
Intentional about spending time with God and letting him direct me.
Hold me accountable friends.
Well said and, if I might add, well-lived.
Thank you. It doesn’t feel as well lived but I’m trying.