And just like that we prepare to move into another year.
There came a moment this past year where life turned routine and a rhythm of the familiar and mundane swept in. I’m not sure i cared much after the chaos of 2019 and 2020. I stopped all things “unnecessary” and found myself treading water. It is after all the routine that has brought me here, to the final hours of 2021.
This week has been much like the year and in true 2020 style found 10 of the family, almost all of which are in my home daily, down for the count. All my last week of the year plans scattered like many of my entering goals a year ago. A deep breath and some “let’s do this” attitude and I managed to knock of much of what I couldn’t bring myself to finish over the last few months. Giving myself along the way permission to not hold to a day or hour as my only means to measure my success nor view the lack of check marks as failures.
I began to review my words of the year, goals and accomplishments, fears, forgotten tasks and failures. Once again placing new words, scriptures and definitions on paper and deciding to etch them into my heart.
It’s here I prepare to start 2022. With Confidence. A different kind of confidence.
It is here I make bite size goals.
It is here I recognize and remember that God used some ordinary, less then perfect people and accomplished more through their imperfections then they ever would have achieved on their own.
So with confidence I invite Him to do the same with me in 2022.