a new year (or five things for 2021).
As the new year begins, I hold space for gratitude in the lessons that have come to define the nature of the year that preceded it. I hold true, with the continuation of unpredictability, that the year past, was a year was worth its weight in maturing growth and discernment; a year of reconciliation towards the things that matter, against the things that only got in the way. Of the many faces of intentionality, and the courage to sit within myself and develop the lessons that will hold me accountable to the journey to come.
May a year where I learnt to wholeheartedly let go of the spaces that were never mine to keep, lead me to a year that continually presses me for more of myself in the gardens to grow and nurture. May I learn to lean into constant reconciliation with a heart that was made for bigger and better things, and acknowledge that there are spaces being readied for me, in time, as soon as I learn to get out of my own way.
May a year where I learnt to rest once more in the knowledge that God’s sanctuary and peace guides me through onto the road less travelled, lead me to a year where I learn to trust the due process of His timing. May I continually trust that the stretch is where I learn to thrive and lean into joy; that I continue to extend myself within intentional margins of rest, and meet Him within the spaces of the beautiful exchange.
May a year where I found my personality once more in the million pieces of me, lead me to a year of constant courage, and pursuit of spaces that I have advocated constantly for others but never for myself. May I learn to reframe the narrative of the story I once wrote, and restore the spaces that I have let grow dormant. May I embrace the full weight in understanding, that the best of me endures within the full authenticity of me, and be rid of the age old lie, that I need to be everywhere at once, in order to step into the light of my potential.
May a year where I learnt to dream once more, lead me to a year that finds me pushing the creative boundaries of love, and the vast expressions of it. May I empower myself to sit within the courage to love and be extraordinarily marked by His wisdom in love; to know that love without intentionality is meaningless, and that overworked love breeds resentment. May I continually let His love lead my own love.
May a year that reminded me of the very worst in the world, lead me to a year that finds me holding hope within the very best of Him. May I find courage to hold my heart deep within the assurance that the best of compassion found through hard grief, is the sweetest point of joy, and that to know love, is to know the one made perfect in love.
I am believing that this new year, will be a year that finds me constantly holding heart; a year of running in vulnerability with the very authentic parts of me I have barricaded from view. May this year, be a year where I learn to grow confidently in the race I have been diligently prepared for thus far. I hold assurance, that however this year may turn out, it will be exactly what I need for it to be.