I kicked statistics in the teeth.
I learned a little bit more about surrender…what it is and what it is not.
I learned that anxiety has no place in the life of a Christian (again).
I was challenged in my faith.
I was buoyed by the support of my family, friends and coworkers.
I cried through a sunday school lesson…that I was teaching. Twice.
I’ve come to grips with the fact that it’s impossible to use the phrase, “I don’t mean to brag…” without doing exactly that.
I was set free.
I learned to delegate.
I lost, then gained, and am losing again, twelve pounds. Sigh.
I am learning to face my jealousy/envy issues head on.
I have considered the blessings in my life and can only marvel at God’s bountiful, lavish love.
I made it through the Old Testament.
I went to Israel!
I let go of some of my own rules. As it turns out, there’s freedom beyond those boundaries!
I went to eastern Tennessee: Knoxville, Wartburg, Oak Ridge and Gatlinburg.
I fell deeply, wildly in love.
I considered motherhood.
I made new friends.
I said goodbye to others.
I cried with friends.
I drove a muscle car.
I pushed myself.
I acknowledged my limits.
I failed, but I also had some successes.
I let fear win less often.
This last year has been a fantastic odyssey in learning about God, my family, my friends, my work and the goals I have for myself. I have made mistakes in my life, with my time/energy/talents, and I can burn a lot more energy being sad and stressed out about that, but I’ve come to realize—and I’m a little late to this party, so pardon me—that it matters more what I do next with what I now know. Aha!
I think that great change is coming in the next year and I’m excited. Let’s go!