My heart is full. I am grateful for so many things that God has done in 2014 and I do not suffer, at this moment, from dissatisfaction or a lack of peace about anything He did not do. Lord knows this could change in a moment, but I will continue to count gifts and guard my heart against discontentment.
I don’t yet have a word or a resolution or even a plan for 2015. All I know is that I want the same thing I have wanted for so many years now: full support so we can go to the mission field. I’ll be sharing more about our goals and how you can help over the next few days, including a support update and a fun new graphic.
For now, I leave you with a list of things I am ending one year and beginning another year thankful for…
- Jesus Christ, God’s son. It just doesn’t get any better than the precious lamb who takes away the sins of the world.
- The Holy Spirit living in me.
- A blessed Christmas. We were spoiled. SO spoiled.
- Time spent with all my family members this season.
- A friend with whom I shared the Gospel and studied the Bible over 3 years ago put her trust in Christ on Christmas Eve. She lives all the way across the country and on the day after Christmas she called to tell me the good news. I felt like a new mom! This is what it’s all about, people.
- My daughter, Susanna, and the prayer she prayed over our Christmas dinner.
- My son, Austin, and the grins and smiles he carries everywhere he goes.
- My husband, who loves me and cares for our family. And makes me laugh.
- A mini girlfriend getaway for a special friend’s wedding this weekend. I am Portland-bound for thrifting, wedding-going, and friend time.
- This unexplainable contentment, wonder, awe, at the goodness of God. I had a rough time with the visit with my mother on Christmas Eve, and I was feeling the messiness of my life. But then I saw my dad. He’s made a lot of mistakes in his life and I am paying for many of them. He’s destined to be a prison inmate for the rest of his life. But he’s also recovered completely from treatment for throat cancer and Hep C over the last two years, and he was holding my baby boy and grinning, so I just let it go and appreciated the life God has given me. He chose my roots and, thankfully, grows me too. Who am I to question that?
In 2015, I will trust God. Will you?