Happy New Year! My one word is....

2013 was an exciting year for our family. Our youngest little babycakes, Archer Matthias, made his debut in February. He is our fourth child (third boy!) and our first bundle that came of letting the Lord control our fertility. Among other exciting things from last year was the institution of the One Word resolutions.
Instead of creating an in-depth resolution (or an entire list of them) that will fizzle out before valentines day, Only A Breath suggested praying about one word that the Lord would put on your heart for you to focus on and achieve throughout the year. My one word last year was SEEK. It was in fact quite a success. I feel that I really made it through the year coming back to my goal of seeking! Sometimes only intermittently, but still. I didn't go into detail much on my blog throughout the year simply because it pertained to personal daily struggles and nothing really blog worthy.
This year, I know what my word is.

I made it big. Really big. Why? Because I LOVE this word. And this word is not for me. This word is for my family. 
This word is for the time I waste, zoning out to my phone because I am mentally incapacitated by the lack of sleep and in my backwards reasoning, I tell myself this is "rest" that I need instead of reading a book to my children. 
 This word is for days I don't feel like cooking a hot breakfast because I feel like the dishes afterward would not be worth it. 
This word is for the moments when Royal starts with the Stewie-Griffin style "mom" dialogue and I push him away and beg him to stop asking me questions for five minutes. 
This word is for my husband, when he asks me to pay a bill or send out a letter or pick up something from the store and in all selfishness, I make an excuse for why it is too much on my agenda.
After my initial goal that I should seek Him first, and knowing that He fills the empty spaces like water poured over stones, I am ready to move on. And my motivator is loving. I have to practice love as it encompasses all that is expected from me. Loving my children doesn't mean saying the words but being too tired. It doesn't mean selfish justifications toward my husband. And it means being the disciple that the Lord has called me to be. 

1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
This year, may my love overflow and become evident to all those around me as I pray that Christ's love show through me. Amen.


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