2017 was tough for me. Trials and perseverance. Losing my joy. Endless hurt and pain I caused that cycled without relief. I was lost in the wilderness from the consequences of my sin. The last bit of 2017 consisted of the final piece falling apart, so I was left without direction.
2018 was the year of “Love.” I had no clue where I was going or what was next. I just knew that anything was better than what I’d just walked through. So my Jericho Prayer for 2018 was “Take me where you want to take me. Love.”
I wanted to go wherever God wanted to take me. I wanted to learn more about God’s love for me and for others. I wanted to learn how to love others better.
With December only days away, which means only one month of 2018 left, I realized I’m scared.
I knew what 2018 held. A year of reaping what transformations 2017 had sown. Lessons. Learning. Love. Finding my joy again. Intentional singleness. Figuring out life. Getting settled again. Doing better than I did before. And ultimately, walking in the new creation God had released within me.
But I don’t know what 2019 holds.
Last night I sensed the word “Newness.” I sense that newness is coming. And lots of it. I sense opportunity and new directions to be taken.
Where? I’m not sure.
It’s a little scary. Not knowing where you’re going.
But newness is good. Transition is good. Father, you bless the harvest that you plant.
Am I ready for 2019?
I’m not sure. But I’m going to pray over that word every day in December to bless the harvest He’s preparing. And then continue praying over it in 2019. I don’t know what’s coming, but God does. And I think He’s excited about it.
Take me where you want to take me.