Have you picked your one word for 2019 yet? I feel like I am coming in late with this, though I have known for a while about what my one word for 2019 is. But here we are. Also, happy Tuesday, friend!
My One Word For 2019
I wasn’t going to pick one word for 2019. Between all the responsibilities of life, adding one more “thing” to keep track of felt like something I didn’t need. Really, I felt like I usually do with resolutions. But God, He came through like He always does. And He gave me a word I didn’t really even want to receive. Hope.
And here I am, with a tired heart but that small spark of hope is there, this light that takes over the deepest darkness in ways I never know to expect it to. And nothing’s changing and still everything is changing — because there is that small spark of hope, that brilliant light shining through and it takes over always, makes this life a little lighter with each step.
This light is the beautiful hope of Jesus, the God with us who promised we will never be alone in this. We are always wholly and completely loved, in the here and now. In this mess and in the mundane. Grace is greater than this, and grace is here, pouring out and over and filling all the gaps.
To be honest, I am still not sure what to think about this word for the year. Especially since I didn’t think I would have a word for this year. But hope is a beautiful word. I have no idea what this year will fold; but I trust that as it unfolds, it will unfold with hope. That might not mean that the hard circumstances will change. It will not necessarily mean that anything new will be added or that hard things will be taken away. But it will all unfold with hope. And I have hope because I have Jesus. And He is all I need.