Thursday, January 1, 2015

One Little Word for 2015

2015 is here, in all its freshness and light. I love the start of a new year, even if it comes in the midst of dark, wintry days and cold chills that leave my bones aching. At the start of 2014, I told a friend that I didn't know why, but I just knew that at the end of 2014 our lives would look very different than they did at the beginning of the year. And I was right. 

In just a few days, my husband will start a new job in Kansas City, over 300 miles from our home and families here in Oklahoma. Our daughters and I will join him once we are able to sell our home here and find a home there. 

I've been thinking about my "one word" for 2015 for a few weeks now and only one word came to mind: brave. This year will require me to be brave, to do hard things, to become more of my true self, to rely on my Papa God.  I will be stretched and pushed out of my comfort zone. And you know what? I'm really excited about it.


This song has become my theme song of sorts lately. It's the one running through my head as I drift off to sleep and the one beating in my heart when I wake up. I don't have to be brave on my own. HE makes me brave.

I'm not making resolutions this year. Just a commitment to be brave. To expose the lies and fears I've been held captive by, to look anxiety in the face and tell it "NO." To do hard things and purposefully step outside my comfort zone. In short, to become BRAVE.




  1. Happy New Year, April! Can't wait to see how your next adventure in KC works out!

    1. Thank you Tiffany! I'm planning to share a lot about our journey here. :)