So you're probably wondering what happened to my great big one word of 2015. Well, you'll have to pop over to Velvet Ashes to read all about it, but here's the bottom line:
We can fit any word we want into the story of our life. This year could’ve been the year of Grief, the year of Rejection, the year of Income Shortfall, the year of Eczema. And any word we choose can dissipate with the first thaw of Spring. I regret to inform you that in choosing any One Word, you will be humbled. We can start strong and trip over our good intentions, hiding those words away with all our forgotten plans or crushed hopes. I may have done that, too, this year.
Did you pick a One Word? Are you going to do one next year? I'm pretty sure I'm gonna throw caution to the wind and just go with Salsa. My 2015 was utterly devoid of Tex-Mex and I'm thinking there's no way this can go wrong in 2016. HAPPY NEW YEAR!
PS: I also wrote a couple of pieces for Vital this month, including my favourite - How Churches can Empower the Differently Abled. And check out the anniversary edition of Horizons Magazine. All the writing elsewhere has caused this baby to slow down a bit. But I'm still here! :)