I have a confession...
I am typically a goals person and by nature futuristic, a big dreamer. But I am Terrible (notice the capital T) at New Years Resolutions. Great intention — lack of follow through. Because let’s be honest in this time of life working full time, trying to stay alive and keep everyone else alive raising kids, I can barely remember to take them to the dentist twice a year, let alone remember five resolutions and change five different habits.
So, I had to find something that worked for me and in 2017 I started something NEW: I choose one. Not one resolution, one word. I prayed about it for a few days, talked to a few friends and wrestled with the word that was revealed to me: content.
Little did I know what that would bring. 2017 was a year full of an effort to get pregnant, difficult physical pregnancy and new delegated responsibilities. Even into the last few days of 2017, I had an emergency surgery that put a damper on our 11th wedding anniversary. Nonetheless, when I asked to learn contentment, I was given the opportunities to be refined.
This year, I took it a step further and began to talk to my kids and my friends about the one word.
It can be scary picking a word because there is so much commitment behind it. (It's even more frightening to share it publicly!) Nonetheless, I believe it’s an extra layer of accountability and anything worth doing requires courage.
My word for 2018 is Present. As our life and family grows, I want to make an effort to learn how to be less “one step ahead” and more “just in step” — aware of the needs around me, my family’s needs and aware of my own needs. Most importantly, I want to be more present in His presence.
I sat down with my kids today and we talked through the opportunity to choose their word. I shared with them my word, what it meant and asked for them to help me with it. Finley exclaimed, “Present! Oh, you should totally be the first girl president!” We all laughed and agreed that the goal for president would totally “trump” the goal of being present.
In true birth order fashion, Owen sat contemplative. Finley quickly and confidently shared her word, “Bold!” Owen needed much more discussion and a lot more suggestion giving before he settled on Joy. They both decided Tate’s word would be Milk. Fitting.
So, the question is, have you avoided New Year’s resolutions? It’s not too late to start the first full week of the year by meditating to find your one. Simply one word for 12 months, 365 days. One word that calls your name, that challenges you, that will lead you to different places and help transform you by this time next year.
3 Things to Do Today to Pick Your One:
• Meditate. Deep down inside, you probably already know your word.
• Ask those around you that know you best. I was teetering between two words, and my husband and two best friends all agreed “present” was the better choice.
• Say your word out loud. Share your word with others. Let them into this season. Who knows, you may inspire them to find one word, too.