Choosing a Word, Not a Resolution


It’s that time of year again.

I’ve never been one for New Year’s resolutions. I’ve tried…many times, and I’ve failed just as often. I don’t know about y’all, but keeping resolutions has never been my strong suit.

About three years ago, I heard about choosing a word with God instead. A word for the year.

I honestly can’t remember what my first words were, but each year I pray and ask God to guide me. He always does. That word ends up showing up over and over again throughout the year, more times than I can count. Sometimes that word becomes a power struggle between my flesh and my faith.

Two years ago, my word for 2024 was Surrender.

That was the year I surrendered everything. The Moses complex and all. I didn’t know what ministry was going to look like for me. I truly thought it would be women’s ministry. But God said something different, and I did not see that coming.

The more I followed Him, the more He opened my eyes….meeting people right where they are, loving people in the mess, loving His people despite it all. He taught me compassion and grace. He reminded me that we don’t always know what someone is carrying. He showed me how to care for people and how to help, even when I didn’t know how.

2024 is a year I will never forget because it marked the beginning of Jesus Alone. I never imagined it going in that direction. I honestly thought a women’s conference was it. But wow…I was wrong.

That bigger God move unfolded in 2025, and that leads me to the next word.

But before 2024 ended, God asked me to say yes to college…something I never thought I would do again. Yet here we are. A year later. 2025. And I finished my first full year back.


2025  Obedience

Obedience was hard for me. It still is. But I’ve gotten better at not asking why and instead saying, Yes, Lord…even when it’s uncomfortable.

This year was hard. Balancing family, ministry, work, and college was incredibly stressful. There were moments I wanted to throw in the towel on more than one thing. But God kept pushing me forward.

It was a year of refining fire…and it was rough. I’m not going to sugarcoat it. Friendships were tested. I asked God why…more times than I can count. I cried a lot in 2025. My heart was broken, but in the midst of that, I grew closer to God than ever before.

I leaned on Him, and He kept lighting the path ahead. He led Jesus Alone down roads I never could have imagined. He gave me visions and dreams, something new for me, but I could see Him right there beside me.

When VBS came, it was perfect timing because I had a break from college. Then Lukewarm came together, and I had no idea it would land right in the middle of my college midterms. I cried. A lot. If you had seen me the day before, you would’ve seen the stress written all over my face. It wasn’t about Lukewarm; it was everything surrounding it.

But I trusted God.

This year also taught me a lot about spiritual warfare. The enemy doesn’t play fair. He finds different ways to distract and discourage. I started recognizing attacks from a distance, until I didn’t. One of those attacks hurt someone I love. She was caught in the crossfire, and that hurt me deeply.

People I love have walked through hard seasons, too. But the discernment God has given me has grown deeper each day. My circle has gotten smaller, and that’s okay. Obedience taught me that trusting God when I can’t see is essential. Keeping my eyes on the Shepherd is the only way.


So what’s my word for this year?


I’ve prayed over it. And today, while sitting quietly in my living room, I heard a whisper:

Dwell.
Dwell in Me.

I believe 2026 will be a year of desperately dwelling in His presence. I know it will be another year of growth.

 I want to leave you with a song.

This is what I was listening to while I was writing this, and one line in particular settled deep in my heart:
“In His time, He makes everything beautiful.”

Scripture echoes it so perfectly:
“He has made everything beautiful in its time.”  Ecclesiastes 3:11

Looking back, I can see His timing woven through every season…the surrender, the obedience, and now the call to dwell. Even when it didn’t feel beautiful in the moment, He was still working.

 

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