On choosing one word
It's that time of year again. I'm not a resolution type person, there are too many goodies to finish off yet. But I do like the One Word 365 movement. And the idea of having a word for the year appeals to me. Past words have been BREATHE (always a good idea...) CONTENT as opposed to happy. But as I approached the end of 2015 I realised I couldn't remember what my word had been. As I looked back I realised my word could easily have been frustrated, shocked, disappointed or gall-bladder for the first half of 2015. Closely followed by surprise, trust or settle in the second half. Then yesterday I remembered... My chosen word was FREE. Interesting.... because even though I'd forgotten my word I had lived it over and over. In choices and decisions. In prayers and petitions. In an Abraham and Isaac moment where I put my all on the altar in order to be free, and at the last moment God showed me a ram in the thicket. So maybe it's not so m...