So, 2015 is gonna be a year of intentionality for me. I think. I hope. It is going to be a big year. A year of new...like a new last name NO BIG DEAL. (Oh, wait. That is actually a huge deal. Good grief. Oh happy day! But I digress.)
I want this to be a year of choices I make using my head and my heart. A year when I pursue Jesus fervently. A year when I write more handwritten notes. A year when I eat more fruits and veggies and less chips and salsa...well, we'll see about that - let's just start with more fruits and veggies. A year when I use time wisely. A year when I read more books. A year when I make space for creativity and coffee dates and movie nights and walks with my dog and the Holy Spirit. A year when I chase Light and hope to shed some of my own. A year when I marry my sweet fiancé, the love of my heart, my closest companion. A year of late nights and early mornings. A year when I feel spent because of working hard and learn to truly rest, to be still.
I want this to be a year that I don't make a finite set of resolutions that make me feel guilty
I know that is idealistic. I know I sound like a hopeless romantic. But why not? Why not strive for what seems like lofty, extreme, over-the-top kind of dreams? After all, "God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control" (2 Timothy 1:7).
So, 2015, I tip my hat to you. And I'm excited. Because you're going to be a little different, I can just feel it.