As I've prepared to write this post, the words haven't come easily. Does that mean my 2023 was uneventful? Unimportant? No.
I know God became very real to me in the last 12 months because I finally stopped running from Him. I surrendered to Him in a way I hadn't in a very long time, allowing myself to get involved in church again, ever reminded of His unending grace. There is such freedom in complete surrender.
I developed some beautiful relationships- some that sustained me for a season, and still others that are sure to last a lifetime.
I am reminded of my small group of core friends and mentors: those who I feel closest to, those I feel safe with, those who I can be vulnerable with, regardless of the distance between us. I owe so much to each of them as they have allowed me to process, as they have let me cry, let me vent, moving through 2023 with me, looking ahead to 2024. I often have a hard time articulating just how much they mean to me, but the deep connections I have with them cannot be overstated. Each continues to shape me into the woman I am today, making me a better person for knowing them.
2023 was quiet for me in some ways, life-changing in others. Regardless of the hard days, the tears, and the uncertainty, there was unspeakable joy and peace, and for that, I am forever grateful.
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