I had lunch with a friend the other day where we talked about our dreams for the year. She has hers, I have mine. It was nice to share and be encouraged. Even though we are different, have different jobs, and live different lives, we can identify with the sparkle in each other’s eyes, the hope of something we dream coming to pass, excitement.
That led into a discussion about having a particular word for the year. I have never done this with any consistency. I think it’s a great idea—I absolutely love Debbie Macomber’s book on this, “One Perfect Word”. Maybe my problem is that I have too many words. Maybe I should belong to the word of the month club, instead of the word of the year club. Regardless, I do have a word rattling around in my brain for 2017—nourished. I want to nourish and be nourished, in my marriage, in my family, in my spiritual life, in my ministry. You get the idea. We’ll see if it sticks, or if it was inspiration for the moment I needed it. A good thing, either way.
My friend told me a lot of people she knew had the word “Thrive” for their 2016 word of the year. Well. I totally missed the boat on that one. For some reason, we thought this was hilarious and went on to detail how we did not, in fact, thrive in 2016. Hey—at least we can laugh about it. I love how humor so often allows us to let down our guards. We did as we talked about how the non-thriving-ness was just okay. We are still living and breathing right now in 2017. So we missed out on all the wild, rampant thriving that was happening in 2016. We get this year, this month, this day to have another go at it. You don’t know us.
Maybe “thrive” was your word for 2016 and you also, in fact, did not. I would like to tell you that is okay. I would like to tell you God is here, now, and still has amazing plans for you, no matter the lack of thriving that occurred last year, or the year before that, or the year before that. Oh, those new mercies (See Lamentations 3:22-23). They keep popping up every sunrise. And aren’t we grateful? I am.
I don’t know what your word of the year is, if you even have one. If you do, or if one popped into your head as you read this, I hope it is dramatically fantastic. I hope it lives up to the big, big dreams God has for your year. I hope you see it in lights in your mind’s eye. I hope it is based on God’s Promises for you—because they are absolutely true and faithful.
And I hope that, no matter what happens or does not happen, you live into each new day. Because missing the boat on one thing isn’t the end of the journey. More often than not, it just gets us right where we need to be right when we need to be there. And isn’t that just like God?