The past two years I have done something, like so many of you have and chosen a word for the coming year. In January I kept feeling like the word for this year would be Joy ( you can read more on that here.) I half thought I was just hoping that it would be joy and as the months came and went I would randomly think back on picking that word and thing I must have been totally off. So far this year has been inwardly and sometimes outwardly challenging. I have felt like I needed to have faith  and hope more than any other time. There have been a ton of unknowns and we are currently living in a big one. This next month will hold a lot and I wish I had answers but I don't and it's a constant struggle to push forward into so many unknowns. 

But as I was having one of those challenging days I remembered that little word. Joy. For a second I was frustrated because it felt like anything but, and then I was reminded of all the good things that have been happening. Because of this season Marcus and I have had some amazing time together, we have been able to dream and laugh together. Life has been simple and we have reevaluated what is important to us. I have been blessed with amazing friends and family that even in tough times give me love and perspective when we need it most. Buried deep in this season has been so much Joy, sometimes I have had to choose to pursue joy in the little things. But joy has been like that shining beacon letting me know that everything is going to be ok. Little did I know in January I would be holding onto that word more than anything. So here we are going into the end of the year and looking back I can see now how important that word has been, it hasn't come in the way I expected but rather in the way I needed. Funny how that happens :)

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