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How to have a truly happy new year.

For the first time in years, I don’t remember my New Year’s resolution from January. Usually, I write it down in my journal or on a note I stick to my mirror. There’s been many of those dog-eared sticky notes from years past. The year of contentment. Speaking life. We passed pancakes across the breakfast table on January 1st this year. “What do you want from 2018?” I can’t remember my answer. I know what I didn’t want though. I didn’t want to walk into her office and share the parts of my life I’m inclined to hide. I didn’t want to Facetime her the day after she delivered her baby that never breathed. I didn’t want to spend four months wondering how I’d walk into her house on Christmas day and see her empty chair. I didn’t want to go on another first date that led nowhere. We sit across from each other in a little coffee shop in Colorado, picking at a charcuterie board. “When I think about all of the things I have left to go through,” her voice cracks....
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What Dreams?

“I don’t know, Lord,” I whisper, and exit Microsoft Word for the fifth time on a Wednesday. I don’t know what to write.

This week, everything seems to end with a blank page and blinking cursor.

“I don’t know,” I whisper each morning when I try to pray.

The future is like the winter world outside my window: a white wall.

I want to lay down all my dreams and desires at the feet of Jesus, but I don’t even know what my dreams are.

“What if? What if? What if?” I ask my roommates questions about my imaginary future. I voice all the worries I may never have to worry about. All the mountains I may never have to climb.

In return, she asks me the basics. “Is God sovereign, Kate?”

“Well, yes,” I look her in the eye.

“Do you want to glorify Him?”

“Yes,” I say.

I realize where she is going with her questions.

I still know nothing.

I have no coherent words to write.

But I have a prayer. “Be made famous in my life, Jesus.”

I have a Guide who leads me through winter storms.

Psalm 23:3 “He restores my soul; He leads me in the paths of righteousness for His name’s sake.”



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