Saturday, December 1, 2012
My word of the year is making me question the soundness of choosing a word of the year. I don't remember a year when my faith has been more challenged. I'm hanging on, but I'm definitely rethinking whether I want to do this again and how selective I'll be of my word if I do choose to repeat the practice. Perhaps it is only the focus and hyper-awareness on and of the word that makes it seem so pungently present. After all, I am not really sorry for the chance to strengthen my faith, just utterly surprised by the constant opportunity to do so and by the fact that building strength isn't so fun, most of the time. It's time to reflect back on this year and all that I've experienced and learned. Overall, I'm exhausted, but I feel very blessed and completely aware that I've been carefully watched over and loved through this experience by my Heavenly Father. And I guess that's exactly what I wanted.