…what would it be?
I ask this question every year. I love to hear the answers that everyone has to give. Some years are hard. Others are wonderful. I love to hear the stories that come with them.
At the beginning of 2015, my one word was faith.
I thought that maybe, by the end of the year, my ending word would be different, but I can’t describe the year any differently than how I intended it to be. It was faith that we relied on, and it was faith that grew each and every day, week, and month this year. When I was afraid, I had faith instead. When I wanted to panic, I had faith instead.
We stepped out of our comfort zones in many different areas, and in each area we stepped out, God provided a way through for us.
Every time I wanted to quit. Faith.
I learned a lot about how faith and fear are opposites.
I learned a lot about men (and women!) of faith in the Bible, how they struggled. I learned how I could overcome my challenges in the same way.
I discovered grace, and that grew my faith.
Faith grew. Faith God us through.
Faith and only faith.
How would you describe 2015?