Well well! Another year in this world has come and gone! It’s so amazing to look back on a year and see what happened! In March of this year I started blogging! In 3 months it will have been a year of blogging, once every week! I have loved it so much! It has challenged me, convicted me and matured me.
This year there were a few verses that I kept coming back to but one in particular seemed to come up over and over. When I was planning my video presentation that I’d have to do for Ottawa in July 2016 I searched verses on freedom and this verse came up:
‘Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.’
2 Corinthians 3:17
It was perfect so I used it in the video, but in the summer of this year I was once again drawn to it but this time I read the contextual version of the verse… and my heart was given to its truth even more freely!
‘But whenever anyone turns to the Lord, the veil is taken away. Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.’
2 Corinthians 3:16-18
As I look on years past I tend to see how the Lord has slowly been taking the veil off my face more and more… like an onion… I am slowly being matured and shown the things of Jesus in whole new levels. I have had many times this year where I can’t/couldn’t even handle the thought of how beautiful my coming Bridegroom is and will be! Most times I am driving, singing along to a powerful worship song when I just start weeping at the thought of my King and Saviour; He is truly worthy of it all!
Something that stands out in this year is my engagement to Jeffrey... obviously! You all know how that went down and what a big change that brings to my life! So for the future: as far as I’m concerned nothing will happen to the blog, I foresee myself still posting once a week all of 2018, Lord willing! Maybe I will pre-write and schedule a few during the wedding and honeymoon weeks or get guest writers in! (Totally thinking out loud here!)
Anyway for the few people that take the time to read my blog thank you! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! You guys have been the biggest blessing in my life! I would write even if no one read any of them, but the fact that busy people with full lives take time to read my little ramblings still blows my mind! You have endured much, (especially reading some of those pointless embarrassing posts that I’ve done), and I am floored that you still come back!
Oh! I did a few little polls on instagram this year, a few months ago, and most of you said you like stories! I love that! Stories are one of my favourite things to read too! I grew up with basically the only book I’d ever pick up being a biography; I love/loved learning about men and women that have lived lives of adventure and faith. I pray it is something that will never leave my heart - listening to the wisdom people have gained through their experiences is a great gift and honour to me. There’s no way I’ll ever get to hear all the stories I’ll want to hear but I’m blessed with the ones I have heard!
There was lots of struggling this year. With knowing where God wanted me and why I was were I was. Seems so typical but my heart wanted to wander and go! Flying was a blessing for me in the way I could forget the world and just, be. I needed that, and there isn’t a day now where I don’t miss HOTEL CHARLIE FOXTROT, my instructor and the challenges flying brought! I pray that I’ll be able to finish, but that rabbit trail aside the other challenges were relational. So many ups and downs, ins and outs! But God is always good, and even when I saw things as pretty near hopeless he came through. Sometimes that was only in my own heart but He still came through.
With all the big changes that happened this year it hit home a lot more that I won’t get to have my mom here with me, especially with my near future having so many changes. I think I realized this year that every passing year I miss her more and more. Every Christmas growing up Mom would always call us into her room to do our hair Christmas Eve morning. Mom always bought herself Guylian Belgian Chocolates (if she could find them in stores) as her Christmas chocolate treat… they were her favorite. SO when we would get called into the room, well lets just say the chocolates were always found! We would beg to have one and she always let us pick one; I loved the seashells. Since mom died dad has successfully found four Guylian Belgian Chocolate boxes every Christmas and so the memory/tradition lives on! Things like that are brought to mind throughout the year, and I’m so thankful I’ll have stories to tell my children of the legacy of the grandmother that they never had the pleasure of meeting, but, if the spunk she gave me is passed on to my children, lives on through them!
Well on that note I believe I shall wrap this letter up! Sort of a melancholy letter but trust you me, God has been very good to me this year! Through Prayer Room, worship team, galavanting across the states in 5 days, road tripping and camping with my dear friend Anicka, a spontaneous week of camp counseling and many hours spent with family and friends, God proved himself my all suffisant Saviour! He is worthy of all our praise!
Merry Christmas my friends,