I committed to simple acts of living that would make a difference in my life, my family and those around me. I hope those closest to me noticed, but for myself, as I reflected on 2017, I know that living with intention marked my decisions, my interactions, and the things I spent the most time doing.
Last year was littered with the loss of family and friends, yet new friendships were woven in between losses. Last year we faced financial challenges and watched as God is faithful during the waiting. Last year we rose to the call of intentional discipleship and peacemaking and we gratefully and joyfully are watching the fruits of those encounters.
2017 was hard, there's no denying it. But in the difficulties, I found that on my knees was sometimes the safest and most hopeful times of my year.
Now as I usher in 2018, I can't escape the word "simplicity."
I can't continue living a life of intention without letting go of the clutter around me. The clutter on my calendar and on my counter tops. The chaos in my Tupperware drawer and in my soul.
While chaos, mess and general hodge-podgeyness (yes, I made that up) are somewhat of "buzz" words, I am spending 2018 resting in what Jesus has taught me.
When I am weary and in need of rest... turn to Him. (Matthew 11:28)
When I am feeling empty and alone... He will carry me. (Isaiah 46:4)
When my calendar and to-do list literally take over my life... I will be still. (Psalm 46:10)
So here's to 2018. A year I trust will be filled with fireplace conversations, invitations to the table for stories and soul nourishment, family board games, simple meal planning, a withdraw from technology overload and good 'ole fashion homesteading.
May you find a life of simplicity in 2018.
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