I love the idea of picking a word for the year.
I do not in any way think that it has any magical quality about it, and I would be quite unsurprised should I pick the word "feast" one year and find myself put on a green bean and water diet.
But I love the idea . . . the focus. The urgent heart cry of where I want to be.
Sunday I had big things to contemplate
As I sat snuggled in my pew between Youngest Daughter and Youngest Son and soaked up the last remnants of the book of Ruth.
And the final refrain that would not go away
Was that my satisfaction is found not in shooing all troubles away
Not in figuring out all mysteries
Not in locking in to a way of thinking that will keep my mind always at rest.
But rather that my satisfaction and peace is to be found as I focus on glorifying Him.
The reason I was created.
It seems very backwards.
I want to glorify me.
I want to make sure I'm taken care of and get the love and attention I'm sure I need.
"Seek first His Kingdom and His righteousness, and all will be added."
It was a change of focus.
And it gave me my word for this year.
I want to learn what that is this year.
What does it look like in my life to glorify Him . . . for me . . . for now?
It's a word to give focus to my days for 2013.