It’s been a busy two weeks! I started back to work, the RAs came back and we had training, the students moved back in and it’s been very busy. Thankfully after this week things will slow down to a somewhat normal pace for higher ed. At least I can say my job is never boring!
During this time I have been waiting for my one word for 2017. I was honestly getting disappointed and discouraged that a word had not come. I have had a word for my year since 2009: journey, hope, freedom, dare, embrace, grace, wholehearted, bloom…. Each has significantly shaped my life and my story. To not have a word this year was disheartening but I knew God must be doing something…
One night I was catching up on some blogs and read Sarah Bessey’s blog about her word. She mentioned her words in the past and one stuck out in particular so I clicked on the link and proceeded to cry through the whole post because it spoke to my heart so…and then I knew my word….or rather words…
Hebrews 10:23 says… Let us hold fast to the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who has promised is faithful. (NRSV)
Hope has long been something I cling to. And the last 9 months have been so hard and I have tried to hold onto hope.
As I read Sarah’s post I ugly cried because it was right where I was at.
After I read the verse it hit me…even in the midst of the hard parts of life…He is faithful. Always.
I needed to keep holding…but more than that hold fast to my confession of hope. Hold fast to my knowledge that He is faithful.
Sarah went on to say this:
“He is faithful. Hold fast to hope.
Hold fast is an old sailing term, too – tying knots that hold tightly for instance. It means to remain steadfast and immovable, to cling to and adhere, to attach. For the sake of survival and safe passage to the new land, we hold fast … to hope.”
By definition hold fast means: remain tightly secure; continue to believe in or adhere to an idea or principle.
Right now things are hard. Some I can’t mention yet and we also received really hard news this week we are still processing. I am tired. I am discouraged.
But I am holding fast.
To belief in who He is.
To knowledge He is faithful.
To the love He has for me.
So let me encourage you if you too are struggling… disheartened…discouraged.
Do you have a word for this year dear ones? I would love to hear all about it!
(PS...I have some fun news to share in my next post!)