I don’t have any specific resolutions for tonight. Some years I do, other times I don’t, but in general I strive to be a better version of myself, do more for the glory of God, and make it a point to learn from the various experiences, good and bad, of the year before.
With or without a bullet point list, this new year marks a significant change for my family as we have 11 days before we move across the country from California to Georgia.
I wrote this post after visiting my grandmother over a year ago. At the time the doctors gave her 6-8 weeks to live, but it was over a year later, this past Wednesday, that she went home to Jesus. I’m missing her, but I know she is at peace. She is now in the heavenly home where she belongs, along with my father and the other family members we have lost along the way.
My 28th birthday is one I will never forget. I had a phenomenal evening out with some of my closest friends, but once I was home for the night a bit of sadness set in.
You see, my father had been battling non-Hodgkins lymphoma for over a year, and at this point he was too weak to call me for my birthday. Every year, on Nov. 14th, he made me feel like the most special person in the world, but this time was different. This time he was fighting for his life.
It may challenging, scary, and uncomfortable. Maybe you don’t feel like you’re ready, but you know God knows best. It is a journey that requires full reliance upon, and supreme confidence in Him, and the ability to trust that you are able to do all He has called you to accomplish. It is time for you to step up and step out. It is time for you to grow in Christ. It is time for us all to grow in faith…
Hi. It’s Patricia here, and I’m writing you this letter to let you know that you are not alone! You’re probably thinking it doesn’t take an entire letter to express that, but I’m doing this anyways because I know how much I need the encouragement these days!
Just when I started to feel more confident about finding my new rhythm with both the girls, the ‘yes I can’attitude was quickly shoved aside for the ‘ I’m trying really hard not to lose my mind’ reality. In the last few days I’ve been especially tired, frustrated and weary, and even with a 6 week old, it’s largely been thanks to my wonderfully precocious toddler. Oh how she pushes my buttons like no one else can!