Picking a word for the upcoming year is fast increasing in popularity in the ladies groups I frequent. It is a concept I love as it can describe, give a goal, or be a source of inspiration for the year at hand. Last year my word was silence; not the kind of silence that lacks sound but the kind where you stand before God like Job with nothing to say and only ears to hear. I stumbled into my word rather eventfully in 2017. There was all this realization of the lack of what I expected to be by the time I reach my 40’s. Every thing I thought my life would look as a woman of God was undone and all I could see was failure. And I was sorry… sorry for it all; lack of wisdom and lack of love. This was the year I realized exactly how broken and wounded we all are, even as Christians, in our struggle towards the finish line. That when one falls in front of you it can have a domino effect and instead of stopping like a good Samaritan to help we run away like a pharisee or worse stop to kick them while they are down. I slowed my pace and I had to stop looking at the runners – suddenly I was slowly jogging by myself. The sound of the pavement under my feet, my breath in the air as my lungs heaved up and down and I strained my tear filled eyes really hard to see the reward at the end of the finish line. There was a silence in my soul… because when you fail what else can you do but be silent?
Yet by the end of Decmeber I began to hear something new… it wasn’t just one word but a phrase.
And these quotes started coming from everywhere…
“I would rather be what God chose to make me than the most glorious creature that I could think of; for to have been thought about, born in God’s thought, and then made by God, is the dearest, grandest and most precious thing in all thinking.” – George MacDonald
Beware of despairing about yourself you are commanded to place your trust in God not in yourself.” -St. Augustine
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9
“The best teacher, failure is…” -Yoda (The Last Jedi)
So this year, to borrow from my Pentecostal past, I found my Rhema word. The word the Holy Spirit is speaking to me for the year of 2018…
Grace, not perfection…
Give it to yourself, give it to others
Look at the weakness in yourself and others
and contemplate the mystery of
God’s power made perfect.
May Christ’s power rest on you this coming year and the ones to come…