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At the beginning of every year, our team takes time to ask the Lord for a word or phrase for the upcoming year. Normally, I love doing this and eagerly wait for the word the Lord wants me to focus on. Well, last year it was contentment. And boy, was it a hard word with a lot of difficult life lessons. So this year, I honestly didn't ask. I didn't want to face another year where I was so incredibly challenged to grow and mature🤦🏻♀️. But that's not how God works. And I am so thankful. 'Word of the Year' or not, things will happen in life that will challenge us. We can either learn from it, leaning on the Lord and His understanding, or we can run and try to deal with it in our own strength and intellect (this has never worked out well for me, tbh). The best part - He is faithful to with us through it all. He is faithful in the fun and joyful times. He is faithful when you genuinely have no idea what the next step is. And He is faithful when sorrow knocks you so hard to the ground you don't know how you can get back up. HE. IS. FAITHFUL! So, my word for this year (a little after the fact), is yield. Full surrender to follow His lead. And in it, there has been so much peace.  Visit to Wisconsin
My dad died on February 13th. Nothing could have prepared me for what that would do to my heart. I know as you get older, this is something that you have to start preparing for, but I didn't want to think about that being a possibility, especially after just getting him back. But over the last couple of years, he had really struggled with his health, and in the end, his body just couldn't handle it anymore. The only thing that has kept any of us going is knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that He is with the Lord, worshipping and dancing free of pain. It was not goodbye, just a 'see ya later'.
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 What's your word for 2024?
I know, I know, it's a bit of a Christian trend, but it's one that I really like. Like most people do in December, I started looking back at the last year. It was a really good year, full of travel, Bible teachings, family restoration, a very intense foster care journey, and new friends. Probably one of the best years I've had in a long time And yet, full transparency, I struggled in some areas. Why did I have to jump through so many hurdles in foster care? Why was it so hard to make friends? Why was it so expensive to live here? I was complaining to the Lord one week, and He, lovingly, took a chancla to the back of my head.  I went huckleberry picking early Saturday morning. I had flown into Lakeside, Montana a few days ahead of our Bible conference, so I could assist with the set up. It didn’t take as long as we anticipated, so one of my friends invited me to go pick huckleberries on a little dirt road further up the mountain. It sounded like a really unique experience, since these berries only grow for a short season in this one region of Montana. I knew going into it that I might not be able to pick a lot, since they are small bushes that like the steep sides of mountains and I have knees that don’t always cooperate. It was the experience I was going for, and I knew the view overlooking the valley would be spectacular.
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